Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Penelope Scambly Schott Back when I used to march in the noon of the green world, I sang like a crow.
Back when I used to march in the noon of the green world, I sang like a crow.
By Gregory Pardlo Unfinished, the road turns off the fill from the gulf coast, tracing the bay, to follow the inland waterway.
Unfinished, the road turns off the fill from the gulf coast, tracing the bay, to follow the inland waterway.
By Martín Espada In the republic of poetry, a train full of poets rolls south in the rain
In the republic of poetry, a train full of poets rolls south in the rain
By A.B. Spellman florene barco moved to philadelphia & on a visit home
florene barco moved to philadelphia & on a visit home