Three Poems by Simone Kearney
I fill you like feeling, which has a system. / I’m not far or near, the way words / pile up in dictionaries. I touch / your sensible drowning… More
from L’Heure Bleue
When I say what I think, / someone always tells me they agree / or disagree, which ruins / the thought for me . . . // There’s a… More
What is the Literary Scene in Russia Like Today?
The literary process is now organized as show business, with flashy presentations and contests, ratings, quizzes, and so on. Serious authors conduct TV shows and even advertise consumer goods. More
Agnes the Elephant
There is no / such thing // as infinity. / I started counting // when I was / very young // and I can tell / you now //… More
Inside the Inside of the Green Monster
"Listen," he said as he closed the door and threw them into darkness. There must have been a light somewhere, but he didn’t turn it on. Her heart rose… More
Notes on North Korea
Slowly I registered that those weeping over the death of the General in these sculptures were not Koreans but Africans, Indians, South Americans, people of all nations lamenting Kim… More
A Kentucky of Mothers
God my poor real mom she would have died. // But people say her eyes contain a twinkle they believe in. When they see it they don't need a… More
Five Poems by Liu Xia
I’m a philosopher who thinks / with my body, I’m biological / theater, non-fiction, the body / of spirit whose language is / poetry. I am prosody. More
An Odd Bird
Amal didn’t see when they took her mother away. She closed herself in her mother’s bedroom and smelled the lilac on her mother’s pillow until the sounds of the… More