Moonbeam
“Baby, / each limb is a ray / of moon, draped / in sequins, poshness, / grandeur”
Marginalia
By Winifred Mok
“A stranger’s cursive, passing grin / hidden sweet in gaps of stanzas”
Interview with Kimiko Hahn, Judge of the 2026 Nature Poetry Prize
“I am interested in toying with repetition and, as is obvious, repetition keeps our heart going, keeps us alive.”
TO BE ELIGIBLE FOR SURGERY, HAVE YOU BEEN ON HORMONE THERAPY FOR SEVERAL MONTHS?
“5/ Getting on implied that / testosterone had a seat for me to sit upon, / was a place to rest. / Was possibly a waiting equine / already saddled up— / her brown nose breaking my heart.”
Featured Poetry
We are so grateful to every poet who shares their work with us—please enjoy perusing the stunning work in our poetry archive.
First Contact
“We are not god’s first children / after all. They are skin to skin, / the field in flux, the aura of earth.”
Brisbane River Rowing
By Vuong Pham
“Two branches reach toward each other. Golden whistlers sing / as if it were the first day of creation.”
Strange Attractor
“As the sun sets, the bright motes haze the sweetgrass and timothy, / like unshelled souls crowding a lie”