& our hibiscus is on that bullshit again. You know the story. She picked us. Date night at the roadside nursery. The one made entirely of good vibes & floor-to-ceiling chain link, so that s…

Readers, this month in publishing is lousy with poets, including terrific poets who I didn’t have space for and poets who I made space for but who deserve more than a few hundred words snapshotting…

When she started writing 'Black Lake,' award-winning poet Emily Skaja expected to document her healing journey. 'But that didn’t happen.'

Go where those others went to the dark boundary for the golden fleece of nothingness your last prize go upright among those who are on their knees among those with their backs turned and those topple...

In the sea of endless year-end lists, poetry often seems to get sidelined, or forgotten—or maybe the critics and listmakers just aren’t reading enough poetry in the first place. Which made me…

In the sea of endless year-end lists, poetry often seems to get sidelined, or forgotten—or maybe the critics and listmakers just aren’t reading enough poetry in the first place. Which made me…

Published in American Poetry Review - Volume 53  |  No. 06

from "Praise" published by Ecco