Mother-tree
“its roots that grip the past/ clutching sand and charcoal grit/ to hold its ground…” Weekend poem, by Xiang Yeow.
Read More“its roots that grip the past/ clutching sand and charcoal grit/ to hold its ground…” Weekend poem, by Xiang Yeow.
Read More“Out of the creeping undergrowth of manuscripts/ words line themselves with the body of the page/ imaculately…” Poem of the Week (January 6), by John Robert Lee.
Read More“My first and only reader is myself.” Sabyn Javeri, The Missing Slate’s Author of the Month for November, talks to Umamah Wajid.
Read More“Welcome new year/ just what we need…” Weekend poem, by Benny Andersen. Translated from Danish by Michael Goldman.
Read MoreOur editors pick the best reads of 2014 that contextualized the year for them.
Read More“Only when their bones/ turn to dust do they begin to/ lose their trains of thought.” Weekend poem, by R. Leigh Kaplan.
Read More“We keep our noses in our private chess games. But at certain moments in our lives this changes. Then, it is as if we get permission and the situation demands we lift our gaze….” New Year reflections from Knud Sønderby, translated from Danish by Michael Goldman.
Read More“You threw everything into it/ paintbrushes, sweat, ruminations…” Poem of the Week (December 16), by Shikha Malaviya.
Read More“[Poetry] is a space where we can multiply our question marks, rather than look for answers.” Adriana Lisboa, The Missing Slate’s Poet of the Month, in conversation with Jacob Silkstone.
Read More“life made you expert at hiding/… no one sees you and the wounds/ heal better in the darkness.” Poem of the Week (December 9), by Daniel von der Embse.
Read More