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.

Lost Things

“I / turn over a vase & find my name. I round / a corner & the table has vanished. I shake / a teapot & the missing rings appear in my / mouth.”

“A god we could not touch touched / our bodies & we became like light.”

“Water is intelligent. // It knows the fluid difference between tenderness and harm”

“as a son introduced to sin, i poison / that which bears fruit, sweet / and bruised.”

“sometimes i think of God while washing my feet / i think of where i have not walked my longing / to go further”

This August’s Poetry We Admire comes on the heels of a month which saw the release of the …

“Easily, the dead are the wittiest among us, and you among them, lying there that evening, so peaceful, as though only just resting.”

“Some say on the night of its flowering, a corpse flower will smell like it’s dying. It’s a good thing I’m good, and not flowering.”

“I hold hate in my heart, a hearth. / My hands, kindling.”