
IF I COULD WRITE YOU A HAPPIER ENDING
By Mary Foulk
“my squinting eyes search / any compass point / to return to / after your death—my own body / crawling towards that blue black”
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.
By Mary Foulk
“my squinting eyes search / any compass point / to return to / after your death—my own body / crawling towards that blue black”
These past few weeks, with their own wild and discordant sense of time, have felt like an invitation to reflect, to look back and find the good. We asked our readers to identify some of their favorites from the Featured Poetry we published in 2019.
By W.M. Lobko
“Happy Birthday. A nebula based on your eye // exploding explodes far above on the surface. / It doesn’t bother the sea life.”
By Betsy Brown
“When I think of you, / I wish I could fix things. I think of radios, // stars that shot and fell. Dented spotlights.”
By Kim Harvey
For March’s Poetry We Admire, we hunted down poems with lion and lamb imagery— poems that are, in turn, fierce and tender.
By Lorrie Ness
“thinness compressed her body into braille. / at the pool she read herself by touch // & drank diet coke / inside a fairy ring of bottles.”
By Grace Wagner
“He shows you how // to slit the skin, open the abdomen of a cow / and reach in, extract the calf. First he takes off his wedding ring.”
“Listen—I know nothing of America. / I am told missionaries brought the / potato. I am taught about varieties of wheat.”
“I press my mouth to my son’s warm back, cowbells distant. This wild / longing to keep my body between his & any kind of desolation.”