poetry-magazineBallad of SalthillBy Lindsay Turner Monday and it starts out mobile Monday you can picture “health” the picture is a stucco villa shining… Related Audio Social CommentariesLivingTime & BrevityVerse FormsBallad
poetry-magazineTwo Women on the Shore, 1898By Sara Elkamel I am pleased I will soon die and with me the pressing need to make a terrible, terribly poignant film… Related Audio LivingDeathTime & BrevityArts & SciencesPhotography & FilmTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineSpace Jellyfish: A ParableBy Aimee Nezhukumatathil Related Audio NatureAnimalsSocial CommentariesArts & SciencesSciencesTypes/ModesVisual Poetry
poetry-magazinePunctuationBy Aimee Nezhukumatathil Related Audio NatureArts & SciencesLanguage & LinguisticsTypes/ModesVisual Poetry
poetry-magazineRisk Management SongBy Lindsay Turner so we commissioned a document about sustenance and the city’s pores metaphors of food and skin for … Related Audio Social CommentariesThe MindVerse FormsBallad
poetry-magazineSnake, with My NameBy Nay Thit Before I was born, my mother says, there was another boy. My brother. One day, half-asleep during lunch… Related Audio LivingDeathSorrow & GrievingTime & BrevityRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsTypes/ModesProse PoemGrief + 2 more
poetry-magazineGoing Ahead with RatsBy Nay Thit When my turn came, my father dressed me meticulously like a piece of dried fish. We all bear the jagged… Related Audio The MindRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineThe Dream IncarnateBy Nay Thit When the dreamer dies, the dream begins searching for someone else—someone who might take it in and… Related Audio ReligionThe SpiritualThe MindTime & BrevityTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineSa Antipolo Walang Estadistika ng PagpapatiwakalBy Abner Dormiendo Tumawa ako nang sabihin ng kaibigan ko na ang kabaliktaran ng ‘laslas’ ay ‘salsal.’ Walang tumawa noong… Related Audio LoveThe BodyThe MindRelationshipsTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineIn Antipolo, There Are No Statistics on SuicideBy Abner DormiendoTranslated By Ethan Chua I laughed when my friend told me ‘laslas’ backward is ‘salsal,’ cutting himself one way, touching himself… Related Audio LoveThe BodyThe MindRelationshipsTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineThe Swan, No. 6 (Hilma af Klint)By Victoria Chang Two swans turn into four swans. As if each swan yearned for time but time just multiplied into other… Related Audio NatureThe BodyTime & BrevityRelationshipsFamily & AncestorsTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineNo. 21By Victoria ChangThat two shells could be connected at their centers is a new thought I’ve never had. The way the canvas with its colors now turns into cubes. My life has been livid with itself for too long. Related Audio LivingArts & SciencesPoetry & PoetsTypes/ModesProse Poem
poetry-magazineHaiku SeriesBy E. Ethelbert Miller the king’s haiku Martin Luther King Dancing on his mountaintop Love raining on earth rosa’s haiku…Social CommentariesRace & EthnicityHistory & PoliticsVerse FormsHaiku
ObsoleteBy Michael SalingerObsolete is absolutely uselessalthough in the pasthe was reasonably handytime—it kept on ticking and…Arts & SciencesHumor & SatireLanguage & LinguisticsStanza FormsRhymed StanzaSchool
poetry-magazineVessel with Two Feet, ca. 1000–800 BCEBy Shireen MadonIt’s as though the birds all know each other, and how naively they seem to believe the world will go… Related Audio NatureAnimalsHistory & PoliticsTime & BrevityArts & SciencesPainting & SculptureTypes/ModesEkphrasis
Dear Robert, IBy Pierre Joriswake up in pre-dawn Brooklyn,make water, heat water, squeezelemon, crush home-grown (at Joseph’son 68th…RelationshipsFriends & EnemiesHome LifeTypes/ModesEpistleJoy & Contentment
poetry-magazineDust-DippedBy Inua EllamsWe were wild children / we moved through space / like blades We were tame children / we fell to sleep… Related Audio Social CommentariesWar & ConflictLivingDeathYouthTechniquesAnaphora
poetry-magazinehow we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (ii)By River 瑩瑩 Dandelionwe wore watermelon husks to hidelost cargo floating east to hong kongwater lilies & crickets our last… Related Audio Social CommentariesWar & ConflictHistory & PoliticsVerse FormsPantoum
poetry-magazinehow we survived: 爺爺’s pantoum (i)By River 瑩瑩 Dandelionyou had to know the currents, & the sunstay shallow to keep warm in the waters.you had to believe you… Related Audio Social CommentariesWar & ConflictHistory & PoliticsVerse FormsPantoum
poetry-magazineBeachBy Stanley Plumly The end, I think, will be a little like looking down as far as I can see to where the wind has kicked…LivingDeathTypes/ModesProse Poem