Poetry

“What was it I’m supposed /
to do unto another? Turn?”

“Here is your invite to come alive every night; to live for more than what
meets the eye.”

D. S. Martin’s Angelicus: Ambitious, Daring, Worth the Price of Admission.

Wendell Berry’s “Manifesto: The Mad Farmer Liberation Front”

A Poem by Scott Cairns

“A Rapid — Footless Guest — / To Offer Whom a Chair / Were as Impossible as Hand / A Sofa to the Air —”

“I See What’s Really Always There: / Unresting Death, a Whole Day Nearer Now”

“Alone, Alone, About a Dreadful Wood / Of Conscious Evil Runs a Lost Mankind”

God Will Cheat No One, not Even the World of Its Triumph

Sit Down (or Fall Down). Anywhere Will Do. / Wherever You Are, Stop. Breathe. Cry.

This poem was excerpted from The Elegy Beta. Come crack the frozen branch-ends that’ve had you […]

“God Comes a Loving Bed-Fellow and Sleeps at My Side All Night”