Reading the Poem: Silently read the poem “ Poets! Towers of God! ” by Rubén Darío, translated by Thomas Walsh and Salomón de ...
“Crow” from Emplumada by Lorna Dee Cervantes, © 1981. All rights are controlled by the University of Pittsburgh Press, ...
Idra Novey is the author of several novels and poetry collections, including Soon & Wholly (Wesleyan University Press, 2024) and Exit, Civilian (University of Georgia Press, 2012), selected for the ...
The Poetry Circus is a free event for all ages. It will include Merry-Go-Round Rides, Poetry readings by over 40 well known poets, tables housing several Los Angeles publishers and literary ...
Alexis Pauline Gumbs is a queer Caribbean poet, independent scholar, and activist. She is the author of Undrowned: Black Feminist Lessons from Marine Mammals (AK Press, 2020); coeditor of ...
Let’s say something about distances that escape through the body. About what the body needs to say as its joints go silent. Let’s say the body needs to remain quiet to say something about distances.
In 2024, the Academy of American Poets invited twelve poets to each curate a month of poems. In this short Q&A, Sawako Nakayasu discusses her curatorial approach and her own creative work. Sawako ...
Every time I have started for the Yellow Flower River, I have gone down the Blue-Green Stream, Following the hills, making ten thousand turnings, We go along rapidly, but advance scarcely one hundred ...
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry 'Weep! weep! weep! weep!' So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. There's little Tom Dacre, ...
A sincere man am I Born where the palm trees grow, And l long before I die My soul’s verses to bestow. No boundaries bind my heart I belong to every land: I am art among art, A peak among peaks I ...
Forrest Gander is the author of several poetry collections, including Be With (New Directions, 2018), winner of the 2019 Pulitzer Prize in Poetry. He currently serves on the Board of Chancellors of ...
She wasn’t fixed, necessarily, on happiness which she couldn’t, in any case, distinguish from luck. What she wanted was to flourish. Happiness, she said once, is for amateurs. He spoke earnestly, ...