I request a touch of the oils from a stand-in

'Pure Act,' by Michael N. McGregor

By the time of March Madness, entries were pouring in for the Foley poetry contest, with its $1,000 prize. We heard from Ljubljana, Slovenia; Alicante, Spain; Lagos, Nigeria; and Vatican City; plus Dijon, Edmonton, Queensland and Kerala State.Forty entries came to us from the seventh grade at Lakesi

Kissing the cross,O precious cross,it blisters the lipslike the hot coalheld to Isaiah.O holy cross,there is a body on itwith a deep woundthe wound dealt by the worldto the hopes of God.O beautiful Godunrecognizablewho could not let us bein our blind man’s bluffour cruel humorsO spent fleshtha

This year's Foley poetry contest

Story, or bits of it, abounds in the poems of Rodney Jones.

A guide to modern poetry, reviewed

The task before us: to cull the truly striking.