Poetry

Gwendolyn Brooks' poetry presented readers with a look into the life of African-Americans.

I did not know it was Joy

The boy named Wolf bursts from the kiva / into a blaze of sun; men’s ankle shells rattle.

Br. Joseph Hoover, S.J. reflects on this year's Foley Poetry Contest.

The editors of America are pleased to present the winner of the 2017 Foley Poetry Award.

"Starknowing. He places his hand in hers,/ but she doesn’t recognize it. What was love once/ is beyond forgotten now, is never having known"