Catherine Wagner: Two Poems
Robins and cardinals blurt between furrows of storm. / A way energy has of being. It can caress itself. More
Three Poems
With PEN’s Poetry Relay, a series of readings and conversations, we hope to trace the topography of influence that connects contemporary poets to their peers and predecessors. The relay… More
[the air and its quality, the soft moon which we notice]
your friends gathered around the / record player singing guthrie tunes // too wistful for a work nite / or just wistful enough to fight as a result of… More
What She Knows
She gathers an empty bottle washed / ashore and tosses it far to sea. / It sinks, fills, becomes ocean, / I see through ages—it settles / by a… More
Kite to Kierkegaard
But there is no wisdom / That needs to be shouted / Whispering it blisters / A capriccio in braille. More
The Destitute
The / ceiling hovers like a heavy mist, / dark and putrid, thick and barbed, / chocking any head held high. More
Chessman’s Lunch
I poke at my salad, / sip water from a plastic cup / my corner fiefdom overrun now by strangers / a compromised rook / removed from the board More
Tell Me the Story Again About the Frogs, and the Seeds
Yes, yes all the plants are dead. / And all the animals bigger than scarab beetles; / but the seeds have been waiting in the ground. / When the… More
Ivory Black
The interior eye / Opposite watching’s touch / In what is black white / Is by accident / The eye detaches / As it slips from itself / What… More