Book of Names
By Seth MichelsonWhere do we keep them, George
Tiller, Barnett Slepian, David
Gunn, these beloveds
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Seth MichelsonWhere do we keep them, George
Tiller, Barnett Slepian, David
Gunn, these beloveds
By Devi K. LockwoodNo, not scrubs. Put on your tight purple dress and heels,
dig them into the new carpet. You have to look gorgeous,
that way they’ll trust you. And the patients start pouring in.
By Lisa Suhair Majajbecause wind soughs in the branches of trees
like blood sighing through veins
because in each country there are songs
By Simki GhebremichaelInstead of Most Wanted
by the FBI, each week
they profile the life
of a dissident, a former
By Persis M. KarimTake their limbs strewn about the streets—
multiply by a thousand and one.
Ask everyone in Baghdad who has lost
By Nicholas SamarasWhat is that red throbbing over the sound of engines?
Why is a distant war still being talked about in the media?
I can't see my home or Iraq or the Middle East
outside this bowed rectangle of blue altitude.
By Venus ThrashDeep in the heart of the Garden of Eden,
past the Euphrates & Tigris riverbanks,
the marsh grass, reed beds, bulrushes,
By Shailja Patelsing history
back onto itself, sing tearing
whole again, sing altered
By Sheila BlackSheila Black reads "My Mission is to Surprise & Delight" at the 2014 Split This Rock Poetry Festival.
My daughter works in the Apple Store--the Help Center, open 24-7,
people from all fifty states, angry because their iPhones
malfunctioned or they don't know how to program their data
By Natalie DiazIn the Kashmir mountains,
my brother shot many men,
blew skulls from brown skins,