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“We believe that there is a public for poetry, that it will grow, and that as it becomes more numerous and appreciative the work produced in this art will grow...

I like to find what's not found at once, but lies within something of another nature, in repose, distinct. “Pleasures” by Denise Levertov E taunts bow  fingers dawn lightly butchers an author  botches cadence mutters in violet. “Echolalia” by Noa Micaela Fields Dear...

Sitting in my room alone, a 12-year-old Black girl in Shaker Heights, Ohio, reading My House and Cotton Candy on a Rainy Day, my world expanded. There were words for...

 … to leave the curtains open, step away, and make more space for others to enter.

As a way of telling our stories, the language impulse to poetry is a primary expressive urge coming from our bones.

Our desire is to maintain Harriet Monroe’s open door in the truest spirit of belonging.

Through imagining and acting on the imaginary, poetry can help make an existence to live in, thrive in, and appreciate differently.

The lyric I is the specter and the muse of contemporary American poetry.

“November has come to the forest”

The Waste Land’s afterlife was a self-fulfilling prophecy strategically crafted by Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot, two writers who sought to meaningfully connect with what they thought of as the...