Tranquility Base It was July 1969 down on Lake Sinclair. Outside was a night as loud as Mombasa. Inside the astronauts came down a blurry...

Untamed Horses Give Me Special Powers Back when I was a stow away in the boxcar that could return you to flesh I enjoyed many an O. Henry...

A STRANGER’S TOUCH At the Met I’m on guard over grandkids In close study of a mummy When fingers begin To entwine my hand I look up to...

THREE PONIES AT SUNRISE I’ll snitch sunrise from three ponies. Their hill and their fescue have disappeared. Crows are waiting at the...

Dirty Joke I love God a Hell of a lot more than I love Satan or myself or any -body else or anything I swear to Miss Hooker after Sunday...

Tet Memories We drove up from Da Nang to celebrate Tet that year with ông nội, my grandfather a regional official living in a...

What Did That Self-Help Guru Say? “Simply subtract your age from 65 and that’s how many good years you have left.” That makes mine fewer...

Snapshot: Late Winter In my garden, lichen patches the color of palest jade stud a brown-gray tree trunk, each cluster a flower form...

Babes My daughter said “If you write about this and read it to me, I’ll hate you forever,” because who wants to be reminded of a...

OLD MARRIED NEIGHBORS ACROSS THE HALL It begins with a low rumble as when water starts to boil, when pearls of bubbles rise: she raises a...

Now to take a moment for all the poems this did not in fact become that image of the soft avocado flesh turning slowly brown… that ending...

Son, My Chronology Ends with You Believe this island, wide as your arms. This launching forward, it is yours. You only need to dive in,...

Single Parent Kitchen rich with the smells of coffee and honeydew melon, hot steam iron and last night's rain, I lean against the...

Sometimes we come across a book of poetry that is far outside standard norms or forms, such as Timothy Strong's All the Echoes (Boneworld...

The Third Voice: Notes on the Art of Poetic Collaboration By Eric Greinke Presa Press, Rockford Michigan 84 pages Poetry can be, in many...

Christine Stoddard’s chapbook has a striking cover, with the title in large block letters that appear to be cut out of fabric, like quilt...

Colleen Anderson, Bound Stone, Finishing Line Press, 2016, 23 pages, paper. Claudia Van Gerven, Bearing Witness, Finishing Line Press,...

Grant Clauser’s Reckless Constellations (Cider Press, $17.95), one of two new Clauser collections mind you, resonates with a kind of...

The end, or the beginning? Where to start? It had all been so clear in the beginning; make it, get ahead. Suck up the overtime. Work...

“Nothing that is whole is art.” writes Sean Thomas Dougherty in a poem toward the end of his 15th book, The Second O of Sorrow (BOA)....