Vox
By Lauren Green
“I palm each of my mother’s reprimands, plant them in the lily garden / for when she is gone”
Scene XLIV
“I was a girl and palmed the stovetop. It would be so easy, to point to the moment of / the burn and say, yes, it was then that I lost my innocence. Not my limbs brittle on his bed.”
The Guest #12
By Robin Myers
In The Guest, poet and literary translator Robin Myers explores poetry translation as process, practice, vocation, meditation, and craft. Drawing both on her own projects-in-progress and the work of other translators, The Guest is a kind of diary, a thinking-out-loud about the pleasures, challenges, and decisions required—and invited—by bringing poems into another language. To do them justice and to make them new.
Heaven
By Gaia Rajan
“Once, / a taxonomist wanted to know if women were engineered to perform / labor, so he exhumed teeth, sewed them into a girl.”
Featured Poetry
We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.
INSIDE ME ARE ICEBERGS THAT MAKE IT HARD TO DANCE
“How’s your uterus? she asks, as if doctors foraging to unearth / my fertility is haha-worthy.”
Greek Sentences
“When I was a child I saw / [not the ichor on your hands] / only the ichor / in you”
Goatwater #7
Goatwater is a column which explores the mystifying, joyous and liberating concept of Carnival through the New York born and raised, Caribbean-American perspective of poet and artist Tiffany Osedra Miller.