“November” and “Timshel”
“Like me, you are plunging into the abyss, / head first, scared but grinning, buoyed by // dark currents, the bliss of resolution, / a wild misplaced trust in the underworld.”
“Like me, you are plunging into the abyss, / head first, scared but grinning, buoyed by // dark currents, the bliss of resolution, / a wild misplaced trust in the underworld.”
By Norman Tran
“Every 4th of a / second, a new future is born. Every 17 seconds, a future leaves behind only a scent. I / wonder what an almost future smells like. The smell of rusted incense.”
Please join us in congratulating these incredible rising poets. Winners were selected by Xochitl-Julisa Bermjeo.
By Kuhu Joshi
“Unafraid of the street dogs’ / persistent sniffing, the wet Delhi wind, / she nuzzled their jaws in her lap and talked to them / like babies.”
We are so grateful to every poet who shares their work with us—please enjoy perusing the stunning work in our poetry archive.
By Yuhan Wu
“It is plum rain season and the air is full of things opening too quickly. / In this mumbling wetness something ripens.”
Every middle of the month: new deadlines, new contests, and new opportunities for your work to find its audience. Here is a roundup of ten submission opportunities with deadlines in the next two months.
“Keep your / lantern nearby, for when the lake goes dark / there will be no mercy”