These days I like it so much, it doesn't have to be Christmas to keep it around.
Leaving and being left is such a painful part of life that it's hard to make sense of its place in a living Universe. This poem is one attempt
Before I set out to interview poet and editor David Groff about his collection of poems, Clay, l spoke with Charles Flowers, publisher of the queer literary journal BLOOM, and asked him about a good entry point for this interview. "Grief," he said.
Yep, I had one of those weird out of parent moments where your kid says something so poignant that it stops you dead and then you sit there and ponder life's questions while you feel a little like throwing up. It happened on the playground.
We wanna be grateful because we read everywhere that being grateful is what it takes to be happy.
Gabor G. Gyukics, born 1958, is an Hungarian-American poet and literary translator. He has five books of original poetry -- four in Hungarian and one ...
My mother leans on a chair in the kitchen, her heart breaking wider than she ever imagined. How to be without him after sixty-seven years. After all we've been through, I will hold her when I get there.
THE COLONEL AND THE PRESIDENT IN MEMORIAM John F. Kennedy and Sir Denis Hamilton DSO They were born A year apart Both became war heroes The one a P...
Walter Worden is a visual artist who has been writing poetry for decades. Born and raised in New York State's Hudson Valley, his recent return to the ...
If you have one hour of air and many hours to go, you must breathe slowly. If you have one arm's length and many things to care for, you must give freely. If you have one chance to know God and many doubts, you must set your heart on fire.
Such a lucid notion: "The taste of sweet blueberries and the word 'Barcelona' makes me happy" -- just lie in the echo of that for a moment. It captures all that is most tender, effortless, thrilling and true about life's apotheosis.
Poetry is no intruder. It should be natural. It can be an exploration or examination, freeing us to laugh at our weakness, pain and rage. Or it could be a small truth that feels like a revelation.
A sequence of speakers informed the NYC Mayor-Elect, Bill de Blasio of their hopes and dreams for the future of this great city. They were a particularly articulate bunch. No surprise, since they all fight for freedom of expression worldwide.
Sue Mansi knew she was a writer when she was eight. Meanwhile, she became a yoga teacher for twenty years and a psychotherapist for another twenty (ov...
We are always approaching integrity, never arriving at it. In working toward a thoroughness of character, we dream of arriving at a state of completeness where who we are and what we do are forever one. We dream of living the rest of our lives this wholly.
"First, what does it mean to live in a family that is broken and a world of brokenness and take responsibility, however partial, for that brokenness? Second, how can I believe in sisterhood in an imperfect, broken world?"