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poem for the week – Try to Praise the Mutilated World

  By Adam Zagajewski Translated by Clare Cavanagh Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine. The nettles that methodically overgrow the abandoned homesteads of exiles. You must praise the mutilated … Continue reading

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Poem of the week: Barn Burning

Poem by Michelle Taransky Barn Burning If I’d frown. Hide from. The dog wood stains. If wide farm I’d place, hold her dog. Would fawn if trees. If older. Wood rings. Like a share cropped I’d wash old skin. Scrape again, … Continue reading

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Poem for the week: Kay Ryan

INSULT Insult is injury taken personally, saying, This is not a random fracture that would have happened to any leg out there; this was a conscious unkindness. We need insult to remind us that we aren’t always just hurt, that there … Continue reading

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Captainslog:

Wasn’t strong enough        resistance is futile      Captain Picard       Your house is filled with paper        words mean meaningless when you don’t listen to your liver      is transplant-able     grafted   and watch it grow       like hot air balloon        Release into … Continue reading

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Poem for the week: Her Door by Mary Leader

By Mary Leader For my daughter Sara Marie There was a time her door was never closed. Her music box played “Für Elise” in plinks. Her crib new-bought—I drew her sleeping there. The little drawing sits beside my chair. These … Continue reading

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Poem for cabin fever: The Promise

The Promise By Jane Hirshfield Stay, I said to the cut flowers. They bowed their heads lower. Stay, I said to the spider, who fled. Stay, leaf. It reddened, embarrassed for me and itself. Stay, I said to my body. … Continue reading

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Poem to end the year: The Untrustworthy Speaker

Don’t listen to me; my heart’s been broken. I don’t see anything objectively. I know myself; I’ve learned to hear like a psychiatrist. When I speak passionately, that’s when I’m least to be trusted. It’s very sad, really: all my … Continue reading

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The conspiracy

You send me your poems, I’ll send you mine. Things tend to awaken even through random communication. Let us suddenly proclaim spring. And jeer at the others, all the others. I will send a picture too if you will send … Continue reading

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