Take a Giant Step
By Jose PaduaAll the out of business auto body shops
on this slow highway, all the abandoned
buildings with peeling paint, the vacant
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Jose PaduaAll the out of business auto body shops
on this slow highway, all the abandoned
buildings with peeling paint, the vacant
By Kim RobertsO augury seeker,
know and be aware...
In the book of divination,
By Kathleen HellenI sit in the front row of
bleachers -- cheap seats for greater grief.
My son
By Kathleen O'TooleHe arrived first as a student of geology
in the bicentennial year.
He witnessed
By Melanie GrahamShe appears again, 2-year-old riding her hip,
grief so great he can see through her birkha, past Qualaday,
into the kitchen, his mother nurturing chicken
in popping grease.
By Kim JensenYou know the economy's bad
when people are lined up around the block
to apply for the job
of the wicked witch.
By Kim RobertsWheels, whisks, wishbones,
silhouette of a tiny pine.
Birds in flight and fiddlehead ferns.
By Jose PaduaI give to you a portrait of America in trash.
I give it to you with love and respect, America:
mountains of beer cans crumpled, plastic figures