Three Poems by Mark Levine

But I was about to say / When Chance came and cut me down with his Wehrmacht / That I was present on the assembly floor / And accountable… More

from On Paradise

Everything in and of war in war. / Every flight and branch and wing, / A body of war: a woman brushing a boy’s hair— / War—the wild turkey… More

Fallacy

to answer a husband, you’d // have to hear him; // something your dead mother wouldn’t say; she was terrible at humor; but you could start now,… More

The PEN Ten with Jynne Martin

"I live in a time and place where poetry is rarely read, much less taken as a provocation. I will reserve the term "daring" for writers in other parts… More

When She Left

was her face moving or talking, were the words her own; was it because she was missing or because of something else; if moving how grainy, was it from… More