A meditation on a fruit that opens into defiance against the pressure to assimilate, this poem by Kandala Singh is unflinching both in its beauty and in its reverence for its speaker’s background and belonging. Narangi I roll my eyes…
It’s difficult to make myths new, but Gustav Parker Hibbett’s haunting interpretation of Ariadne’s longing for escape does just that, offering a complex and elegant glimpse into the at-first fresh, and then nagging and expansive impulse to “set out.” Ariadne…
Exploring conversations around race and erasure through the framework of the poem’s title object, Teja Sudhakar writes a scathing and striking lament and a plea to “keep your eyes soft,” to see first the “veil” and then through it. punctum…
Hello, everyone! And happy early Halloween. When this is published, I’ll probably be traveling already –– I have two back-to-back academic conferences from the end of this month to the beginning of November, and am particularly excited to have the…
M. Ezra Zhang takes us an exquisite and strange journey in which swallows hold trouts in their beaks. This poem, in a turn eventually unifying the you and the child of memory, portrays a relationship that evolves over time and…
Welcome to LINE LEVEL: Craft Lessons from Poets of Color, a monthly column in which writer, editor, and educator Joanna Acevedo zooms in on an element of craft from the work of BIPOC poets. LINE LEVEL unfolds in three parts:…
Jacob Boyd writes a sharp, semi-ekphrastic poem that addresses love alongside mental health struggle, sandwiched between the present and a memory. With the rhythm of song, this poem in couplets turns lyrics and idioms inside out and into surprising glimpses…
A primary mission of Frontier is to provide high quality resources and practical help for serious poets—so we’ve been reaching out to poetry professors to help give clarity to this strange journey and stranger craft. This month, we got the…
This poem flows across even its absences, emphasized in caesura. Sodïq Oyèkànmí writes into transformation with the echoes of the past and the fears of the future joining into a request for togetherness. i am becoming more & more like…
Animated by its speaker’s distinct voice, this poem by Samia Saliba catalogues feelings of alienation that eventually draw us into a moment of ekphrastic revelation. at the lakeshore trader joe’s they were playing the x files theme song & i…
