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.

Belief

“when the athan breaks across the sky / the seas come back to pray. I will / believe most things easily.”

“Our bodies were latte stones, pillaring and holding their weight against what felt like a push towards home.”

“River, river– / lift up your roaring tongue to heaven, / swear you do not have my mother / in your belly.”

This June, Benjamin Bartu spotlights four poems for Pride Month.

“here, words for woman depend / on the body’s proximity / to dusk, which is not the opposite / of light but its refraction.”

“prioritize chaos on high / knees and kicked butts. / essentialize oil and free / fats.”

I don’t pray but my body speaks in wracks and / heaves. I sigh. My heart does its own thing, the organs / comply.

“When I could not disappear my humanity, I tried being amiable, / as though good cheer were an argument for existence.”

“In real life, deadened by self-knowledge: / what would it mean to slice and study now?”