philadelphia
By Brian Gilmorelike fidel after raiding
moncada barracks
we face history like
seed removed from
soil
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Brian Gilmorelike fidel after raiding
moncada barracks
we face history like
seed removed from
soil
By Lois BeardsleeWhen I asked my mother
If she could remember
What her mother's mother called December
By Sara BrickmanThey do not want me to be a river, but I am unstoppable.
I am the perfect instrument. Capable
of every sound, but here the only sound you hear under
me is No. Is, Please. The men
By Teresa ScollonLook how you've carried these small bodies
across the ocean, looking for the next one
to hear the story. Look how gently you laid
these children down at the fire where stories are told.
By Dunya MikhailThrough your eye
history enters
and punctured helmets pour out.
By Michelle Regalado DeatrickWhen I sweat in a Midwest January
and wish to God it was a hot flash but know
it's greenhouse gasses--read the news: