Year: 2026

  • Poet Pick – Miriam Sagan

    Poet Pick – Miriam Sagan

    Translation from Imaginary YiddishNight, say somethingI’m awake as well in my house in my usual bed with my usual bad right leg.At four o’clock in the morning my heart beats in its usual fashion if only it were a door knobto open everything.Salt on the sidewalk in winter salt on the garden slugs in spring…

  • Poet Pick- Michelle McMillan-Holifield

    Poet Pick- Michelle McMillan-Holifield

    A Million Tender Somethings After “For My People” by Margaret Walker AlexanderFor those whose blurting out to heaven never ceases, the self-critics who blame themselves for every failure, for this biggest failure;For the prodded and piped and pained who remain with-echo;For those who bought themselves a coffee after the OBGYN, after the fertility specialist, after…

  • Poet Pick – Marissa Glover

    Poet Pick – Marissa Glover

    This poem was previously published by South Florida Poetry Journal. It was also included in my debut poetry collection, Let Go of the Hands You Hold (Mercer University Press), as a QR Code so readers could put down the page and listen to me perform the poem from the stage.  Inspired by Gabriela Garcia Medina,…

  • Poet Pick – Laurie Kuntz

    Poet Pick – Laurie Kuntz

    BalanceI could write endlessly about all things forebodinghurricanes and turbulencemore likely due to warmer air that reminds us of a season we hope to thrive in.From June’s blossoms come a life in harvest, dark soil blankets the roots of all that green:a pasture, cross haired vines, meadows abundant with wild petals every bloom opens in…

  • Poet Pick – Laura Foley

    Poet Pick – Laura Foley

    Coming Into FocusRereading Anna Karenina for the umpteenth time,but as a mother with grandkids, I pause at parts I once skimmed, linger on the children’slaughter and little scissors,skimming the love affairs,focusing mostly on Levin,scything in hot sun,evoking my Polish husband,fluent in Russian,who died with a well-marked War and Peace on his nightstand,whom we buried in…

  • Poet Pick – Kim Welliver

    Poet Pick – Kim Welliver

    Snow White, Rose Red After Anne Sexton No matter what life you lead the body is an engine that must be fed; caviar or beetroot, the inner furnace stoked. There are other hungers, in a village of immigrants: empty bellies, like brown dogs, are everywhere. But there is a cost. And so there were two…