Alexandra Corrin

      Six weeks after diagnosis I stayed away out of respect for your daughters. You followed the hearse with your father and the girls. He couldn’t stay within the boundaries of himself. Her friend Angie broke down reading, the celebrant had to help....

John Barron

    Thought Experiment The clock has lost all its numbers. I wake inside an Einstein thought experiment, where my bones defy gravity and get sucked what some call “up.” I’ve only time to grab from beside the bed where we’re sleeping our copy of Rovelli’s...

Mick Corrigan

      My List Poem of the All-Important Trish, Kindness, A small family of wildflowers announcing themselves in an abandoned pot, Morning sun warming barley fields at Castletown House Estate, A grounded fledgling glaring defiance as I gently inquire of...

Mike Jenkins

      Not a found poem But a purchased one – To find Ewrop on a single cup Despite the English on top – Re use duce cycle Birziklatu Genbruge Endurvinna And then the more familiar – Recycle Recycler Recycleren Recyceln Till there...

Heidi Beck

      Self-Portrait as Road Runner You with your elaborate schemes of entrapment, your hunting parties, moonshine and shot-gun weddings, your Sunday-school socials for girls to glue bird seed and pasta on prayer plaques, sew aprons with Singers– this...

Catherine Godlewsky

      Winter Commute I. I have not known how to shape This poem— I found it, drowsy, Quarter-to-six in winter In the cold of an unfinished floor And the cold of the tap And the cold of my pale extremities Exposed on all these fronts I found it in the...