“A stranger’s cursive, passing grin / hidden sweet in gaps of stanzas”

Telling It: Tilt Your Head and Squint – Telling the “Truth” in Poetry

Interview with Kimiko Hahn, Judge of the 2026 Nature Poetry Prize

“We are not god’s first children / after all. They are skin to skin, / the field in flux, the aura of earth.”

“Two branches reach toward each other. Golden whistlers sing / as if it were the first day of creation.”

“As the sun sets, the bright motes haze the sweetgrass and timothy, / like unshelled souls crowding a lie”

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Please join us in celebrating these amazing nature poems! Winners were selected by Kimiko Hahn.

“Horses are known to sleep / while standing up, as if their whole life // is a probable war.”

“Earth work. Scum in clay pots. The sun booms bass clarinet. A lemon sweats its silence on the / dirt.”