“The Introvert & Life Beside” by D.R. Shipp reminds us sometimes the monotony of life draws a black cloud over our heads, and sometimes the day is filled with marvel, with Cobb salads, with crowds. And these things, the everyday-ness…
“I unmake all these memories, and the shrapnels are balls in my armpits”–how often do we find ourselves stilled by memory and trauma? In Hussain Ahmed’s “The Wall as the Diameter,” we briefly enter a world in which a speaker…
New month, new courage: submit yourself to these fellowships, magazines, awards and internships. Remember, too, acceptances and rejections are by-products of this journey—crafting your authentic art is the goal. And as always, submit poetry for free to our New Voices…
Through beauty, benevolence, and brazenness, Matt Mitchell’s “LAY ME ON THE TABLE + PUT FLOWER IN MY MOUTH,” reminds us that home is always around the corner even when we least expect it, even in the “crowning bulb of blood…
This is it! The winner of the 2019 Frontier Industry Prize of $3000—selected by Eve L. Ewing, Kaveh Akbar, and Ocean Vuong: Golden’s “[X][Y] / [X][X]”. An incredible feat of new form and innovative lines, the poem throttles you in…
Names are invasive fungus and sestinas are just tough games of poker—so goes G.J. Sanford’s new poem, “O. unilateralis.” When we look, when we trace backwards from our own small handed mothers: what do we find greenly crawling up the…
We’re all very excited to share with you the winners of the 2019 Award for New Poets, selected by Eve L. Ewing, Kaveh Akbar, and Ocean Vuong. Stay tuned for our winner Golden’s poetry on the 22nd. Today, we have…
“Razing” is Anna Newman’s self-improvement letter to myself: a rummaging of pain and home and pine. Notice the urge to follow the speaker wherever she leads, even the false and the broken, even to a mirror for our own selves—that…
We’re all very excited to share with you the winners of the 2019 Frontier Industry Prize, selected by Eve L. Ewing, Kaveh Akbar, and Ocean Vuong. Stay tuned for our second place poem by Alan Semerdjian next Wednesday, and our…
Though the poem would split you into stilts and beads and strangeness, Chinua Ezenwa-Ohaeto’s “What I Said to God” also brings you back, sinks you back into your body—that which you, so very often, forget you are. Notice the gentleness…
