Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Kazim Ali I was whispered along the road at Ache toward the sun-puddled gate
I was whispered along the road at Ache toward the sun-puddled gate
By Philip Metres In the green beginning, in the morning mist, they emerge from their chrysalis
In the green beginning, in the morning mist, they emerge from their chrysalis
By Fady Joudah When the shooting began Everyone ran to the trucks Grabbed whatever their backs needed And made for the trucks
When the shooting began Everyone ran to the trucks Grabbed whatever their backs needed And made for the trucks