National Poetry Month, Day 27: “The Accused Terrorist’s Wife” by Shara Lessley
The Accused Terrorist’s Wife The house foreclosed, she’s gone to his father’s home, carting her things, a pair of his shoes, their only daughter, sons. Water springs
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National Poetry Month, Day 26: “In the Rafters at Birdie’s Roadhouse” by Alison Pelegrin
In the Rafters at Birdie’s Roadhouse 504 forever. Hillbilly princess. FDNY. For a good time a hard man is good to find. Got nookie? Life is too short for bad…
National Poetry Month, Day 25: “Squirrel” by Paul Lisicky
Squirrel The squirrel is in her little kitchen out by the tennis courts. The ceiling is too low for her, but that’s precisely the point. She wouldn’t want it any…
National Poetry Month, Day 24: “Letter to the Right” by Emma Trelles
I hope you never read my poems. / I do not care for the sweet wine you serve / warm from the pantry, or the email you sent / about a savior at the supermarket.
National Poetry Month, Day 23: “Familiar” by Dean Rader
Familiar It was because my snot was frozen, it was because you spit out little chunks of H & H when I made that crack about the guy
Disorientation, Disgust, and Killing flies
Michael Dickman’s poems inhabit a place in which “morning makes its way up the street as a loose pack of wild dogs” and we find ourselves—through his sharp pronoun use—feeling…
National Poetry Month, Day 22: “Long (dragon)” by Peggy Hamilton
Long (dragon) Once skin teaches you body’s not to feel with it grows to solve other problems fires get tired of burning every bed they’ve been in down ashes look…
National Poetry Month, Day 21: “Eat the Sinew’s Disbelief” by Amy King
Eat the Sinew’s Disbelief You will never be great, no shirt, no shoes, no servitude. Just a regular Joe, Josephine who walks around, has thoughts, and makes way for Whitman.…
There’s Coffee On My Shirt, Not Blood
Seemingly masked in the two words of the title (Ghost this, Machine that), Ben Mirov has written an intimate, if cryptic, book of poetry.
National Poetry Month, Day 20: “Not light’s version” by Michael Klein
Not light’s version A child from the past: We always knew the world would crack open like this, in our lifetime.
National Poetry Month, Day 19: “Deer between fallen branches” by Ely Shipley
Deer between fallen branches Snow fills the eyes of the winter animal. She’s like a photograph of himself as a child, feet dangling over the side of a boat, skimming
National Poetry Month, Day 18: “Transparent to Visible Light” by Samiya Bashir
Transparent to Visible Light Across the seas, and then across the seas, an aircraft carried full and whole a world: as far apart as their fair hostess could achieve sat…