We all unfold as music. / Our desire appears each morning.
Poems
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I would be remiss if I didn’t consider the possibility of gratitude
For the brackish water, and electricity / That charge our thoughts and spines.
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On a Discharged Firework
Only the next day could The mystery begin, Its shocking fount of sparks In darkness now a memory, And the cooled cylinder Drowsing on the charred smear Of driveway. To approach In the abandoned silence And lift it up—which has, You think, by someone been Forbidden—and to smell The singed gunpowder, rich And sweet upon […]
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The Ambiguity of Cypress on the Via Bramasole
They line the road, the valley side, Back lit and dark as Satan’s horn. Their roots descend through rock and bone To Purgatory. Their points appear To pierce an isolated cloud. Front lit, they’re green and gay as holly, But dense, delightful steeples Pointing up to Beatrice, Whose love propelled the pilgrim’s universe, Whose benediction […]
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Chicago Remembers Gwendolyn Brooks, the first African-American to win a Pulitzer
Gwendolyn Brooks’ poetry presented readers with a look into the life of African-Americans.
Posted inArts & Culture, Ideas
Patricia Lockwood was the daughter of a priest—and everyone knew it.
‘I saw the Catholic Church from the inside, like a tauntaun.’
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Praise
The boy named Wolf bursts from the kiva / into a blaze of sun; men’s ankle shells rattle.
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Music Is Life and Life Is Poetry
Br. Joseph Hoover, S.J. reflects on this year’s Foley Poetry Contest.
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The Rio Grande (South)
The editors of America are pleased to present the winner of the 2017 Foley Poetry Award.
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The Neurology of Love
“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”