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.

Under these circumstances, I’ll have to settle for here,

“Summer isn’t a time for play it’s a time / for playing at forever”

This October, Associate Editor Benjamin Bartu curates poems of Legacy and Elegy.

“Desire amassed in my hands like precious ore, and I with nowhere to keep it.”

“the body knows when it might die / its puncture like our mouths”

“There are men / who feel like tissues balled inside fists, / who are victims of the soft and wet.”

“Breaking and warming, breaking, warming, warming, breaking, warming, warming, and breaking”

“It’s spring and we could’ve been / anything back from the dead”

“I wake and the world is shaking again birds / slam buoyant voices bruised goldmorning light”

“In Nepali, ghyu means love. In a couple of days the transparent ghyu freezes and turns translucent.”