Clock-Watching
“It’s Friday, and I want to hold/ the day down by its neck to keep it still…” Weekend poem, by Sarah Fletcher.
Read More“It’s Friday, and I want to hold/ the day down by its neck to keep it still…” Weekend poem, by Sarah Fletcher.
Read More“Did woodpeckers,/ you wonder in your story,/ invent morse code? ” Poem of the Week (August 26), by Hubert Moore.
Read More“The thirsty/ will pay her ten bucks for a Smirnoff,//five for a lukewarm Corona. The faint/ stagger out to the sunlight…” Weekend poem, by Laurie Barton.
Read MoreHow is it that we cling to concepts like hope and love, yet ignore their purveyors? Returning contributor Madhurima Duttagupta muses about the essence of human nature.
Read More“I truly/ Like this age of ergonomic skies, skies extending/ over pleasant mountain ranges + ordered lakes…” Poem of the Week (August 19), by Dominic Hale.
Read More“I hear a clock ticking/ like a toothache…” Weekend poem, by George Freek.
Read More“If you have only a single rose to offer me/ Do not offer it/ As a tombstone of the future…” Poem of the Week (August 12), by Manash Bhattacharjee.
Read More“In July 1966,/ weeping and wailing was heard/ from Cherry Grove to Corneille Estates…” Weekend poem, by Jeremy Freedman.
Read More“There’s a mauve place you’ve forgotten,/ where you mothered dogs for a living…” Poem of the Week (August 5), by Chloe Stopa-Hunt.
Read More“here/ death is frolicking in the snow// and only a quarter of the story is ever told/known…” Weekend poem, by Arindam Banerjee.
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