A poem of God and nature.
A poem of nature.
Mental health poetry.
We’ve been at it since November 2013, and now we’re saying goodnight.
Poetry Editor Charlie Bondhus writes about poetry, problem-solving, and how writing well can help you become a better man.
“The illusion of being intact is quite /astonishing, but a quick twist of my skeleton /key and the whole chassis springs open”
“America is a code word – always has been.”
“leaves and bark framing both figures, /containing them in the comforting ruin /of assigned roles”
“Today he records himself /playing a game in which he is a Youtuber. /His game self records videos of gaming.”
“When the meaning of patriot changed for the worse /and the troops hadn’t returned, she took the yellow /ribbon off the door and the blue star from her window.”
“And like beer cans in a pack, like /the pence in Sing-a-Song Of…, like the senses (if you count /intuition) and the days of creation before rest, the syllables /I hear/don’t hear number six: You have always been loved.”
“a weekend of ocean smells, /loudmouths, their children’s cries /as sand castles shrink, tide rising.”
“I asked the man in sunglasses /Palming my summons /Could and would my parents be notified /Gaze downward the man /Mumbled something”