Rain Dance
By Rashida James-Saadiyawe scatter
dodge words that rip into flesh
hide from clenched fist
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Rashida James-Saadiyawe scatter
dodge words that rip into flesh
hide from clenched fist
By Rich Villarlacking a proper entrance
into a poem
about Arizona Senate Bill 1070
By Reginald Dwayne BettsPrison is the sinner’s bouquet, house of shredded & torn
Dear John letters, upended grave of names, moon
Black kiss of a pistol’s flat side, time blueborn
By Kim RobertsWheels, whisks, wishbones,
silhouette of a tiny pine.
Birds in flight and fiddlehead ferns.
By Joseph O. Legaspislides down into my body, soft
lambs wool, what everybody
in school is wearing, and for me
By Frank X WalkerWhen the universe reached out for your daughter's
daughter and she reached out for you, your hands
were too full of furniture to hold her
By Grace CavalieriMaybe she had dementia,
the old lady in the woolen hat,
I don't know, but she
By Patricia MonaghanAfter the nightly news and four martinis
he quietly begins to draw the inner workings
of the bomb, knowing the explosion needed
By Carly SachsWhere does memory go?
Our windows looking out on the bay,
my wet clothes hanging on the antlers
By Jericho BrownNot the palm, not the pear tree
Switch, not the broomstick,
Nor the closet extension
Cord, not his braided belt, but God