some field notes on nostalgia (disguised as a wikipedia page)
By Blue Nguyen
“Translation: / everything / is / oranges: / a cathedral / a small god.”
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.
The Promised Land
“Late now and the ward has quieted / Still I can’t sleep this IV in my arm / the day stuck on my brow”
Interview with Aimee Nezhukumatathil, Judge of the 2025 Nature Poetry Prize
“Today here in March, a new study revealed we’ve lost 22% of the butterflies on this planet. I mean, we are not separate from nature so it’s crucial as human beings that we are always noticing, always observing while we have butterflies around, for example. We have everything to lose if we forget.”
Translation Errors
By Bella Zhou
“December’s flint and mudrust eats the shadows of long-maned mountains, lifting the latch of your body from its cheap blue seat.”
Erosion
By Megan Spring
“I composed beautiful desperate letters / And you a phrase // Damn you,”
My Father
“the wound across his back becomes / a mouth wide open, filled with blood, and me, / his child standing next to the body. / newly awakened”
Portrait of a Small Town Where the Flower Shop has Committed Suicide
By Eli Karren
“Our neighborhood drowns // in the violet hue of summer stolen, while evening arrives / like blueberries to concrete,”
anticipating flame
“who am I to bring the world / into our bed? If the nest comes under attack, let me / lose a feather or two in defense of what I know is true:”
A church is any 2 who meet with me
“and only men can brush their hands across the / cages by the altar as the schoolchildren’s feet are clanking on the marble ceiling”