Kimiko Hahn is a nationally recognized and accoladed poet with 10 diverse collections of poetry to her name. These include Volatile, The Artist’s Daughter, The Narrow Road to the Interior: Poems, and the recent Brain Fever. One can track the trajectory of her career by observing the variety of poses and forms her work has… More Interview with Poet Kimiko Hahn, By Taylor Caron (2017)
Wallace Stevens Poetry Prize, Winner (2017) Death, of course. Having no God. Sunday afternoons, New England falls. Sleet storms like the one that dented the new car and traumatized the dog, who never liked loud noise; who, like me when I was young, couldn’t stomach fireworks. They made us cry—that spinet-silence between light and sound;… More “Fears After the Indonesian Forest Fires” By Anna Ziering (2017)
Wallace Stevens Poetry Prize, Second Place (2017) What I did not know to make made itself in vestigial hours between two o’clock and dawn, when the shapes of birds stitch together in my mind, and a single cicada peels the air. Each letter I write returns to water. I start one now and already the… More “New Year on Pleasure Island” By Brian Sneeden (2017)
It was reverence I felt then, and I did not cower as it vibrated through me. El ritmo bonded us by our pies, our caderas, ventilating the air with scales speeding by. The beats amplified between our pechos, whistling for our cuerpos to collide. So I took a breath that singed like frankincense and myrrh… More “La Fusión” By Gabriela García Sánchez (2017)
By: Gabriela García Sánchez
Sancocho is a stew from Puerto Rico—there are variations of this stew throughout the Caribbean—that dates back to when the Spaniards originally brought African slaves to the island. Since that time, it has been passed down from generation to generation before landing on my table. The integrity of this recipe has been kept intact over all… More A Poetry Sancocho By: Gabriela García Sánchez
Empirical Science has often shown a reputation up: the old Egyptians held him in high esteem, and Pliny held that the stone he carried in his eye, the hyena, laid under the tongue, would grant him sight, into the future. Alas, all he carries in his eye is a cockeyed look of hunger and alabandical… More C. Buddingh’ – “The Hyena” – Translated from the Dutch By Matthew Ryan Shelton (2016)
Collins Literary Prize Winner, Poetry (2015) Ants can withstand 5,000 times their weight, a strength attracting the envy of man. But still, even the strongest backs can break. I glue heads to a centrifuge and wait for the force of spinning to make neck snap, “Ants can withstand 5,000 times their weight.” We’re making new… More “The Scientific Process” By Zachary Bradley (2015)
Wallace Stevens Poetry Contest, Third Place (2015) for K.E.J. Despite the buckshot of light from the sky’s many barrels we can’t see them circling Boulder Ridge at three o’clock in the morning. You and I, blanket wrapped in the center of what you call the moonfield—an abandoned soccer tract where I’d played paintball as a… More “Last Coyote” By Michael Stankiewicz (2015)
Wallace Stevens Poetry Contest, Second Place (2015) Silvana is talking about America, my bike is between my skirt. I try to guess her age. Later, I ask if she thinks the man next to the door is— we talk, half-shouting in the café. Where is your daughter, now? I’m mostly speaking to stones behind a… More “Where are you from” By Marissa Stanton (2015)
Wallace Stevens Poetry Contest, First Prize (2015) Before they put the yellow sod back on they asked if we’d like to take little clumps of earth and help put him to rest, fingerprinted bits to keep him in the ground in the urn in Montana where it’s cold underfoot and always dry. We nodded and… More “September 18th” By Abigail Fagan (2015)