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I Hear the Water, a Poem by Ann Christine Tabaka

I hear the water. It calls to me from lakes, streams, and rivers. My mother was the ocean. She carried me on her shoulders above raging...

The Unbearable Age, a Poem by Njukang Princeley

She sits upon a rock, weeping And watching the sky as it folds Into buckets of toxic smoke Rising from the endless burning Of forest and...

Moon in the Time of Coronavirus, a Poem by Michael Shen

moon veiled by tissue clouds glides through, flirtatious filly, back slapper, money man, and filters light fickle on our rock, where...

The Summit of Choice, a Poem by Angela Costi

She is sitting on the edge of a mountain in the Annapurna, her face, away from the camera, her gaze focused on the Lamjung peak,

Resurgemus, a Poem by VaL Smit

The forest lain out beneath the iron sky of winter Is stiffened in frost Frozen in fog The mists as chill as death wandering to the...