Melissa Rendlen (6 Poems)

Snowless Woods In snowless winter woods, tree trunk skeletons raise brown branches toward grey skies suspended softly inches above. Oaks cling to their few remaining dry dead leaves, like a mother, aware too soon her children will be lost. Under foot, crunch of leaves mold into the feel of soft mulch as dog and human…

J. S. Belote (5 Poems)

Boriska Snowmelt mangles gray potato fields, oxcarts rot & sink by dung heaps, & month after month the heaps rise—   I don’t care. Again the sky is opaque. &, still, wizened, Andrei goes on painting icons. In one he gives Christ a cloak the color of earth. He hangs it nonchalantly over His left…

Robinson Jeffers (Forerunners)

Remember when poets made the cover of Time? It’s too bad the reputation of Robinson Jeffers has pretty much disappeared; but read any of the following poems aloud and see if you don’t hear something brutal, beautiful, and essential. While he seems to have staked his reputation on the longer narratives that pretty well fill his Collected…

Daniel Paul Marshall (6 Poems)

the fire festival men cook muricidae in their shells, on oak wood fires at the entrance to the marquee i can hear the small slugs of meat hiss like slow punctures —the scent of the wood turns my nose inside out. the residents of Hallim-eup get a coupon each for a free lunch—no one checks…