Hammering on Rocks
By Joseph RossHammering on rocks
can break the hammerer's back
when stooped
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Joseph RossHammering on rocks
can break the hammerer's back
when stooped
By Sheila BlackThe brace was metal, and it fastened around the ankles.
Outside in the street there was the beggar with elephantiasis; there was
the leper, the neighbor with eyes milky blind,
By Joseph RossIn a summer of snipers
some men raised their hands
with fingers pressed
By Kim RobertsO augury seeker,
know and be aware...
In the book of divination,
By Ching-In ChenThe teacher straightbacked,
faced me off, her eyes.
My face in the cleave of
her shoulder, my bones
By Kim RobertsWheels, whisks, wishbones,
silhouette of a tiny pine.
Birds in flight and fiddlehead ferns.
By Joseph RossIf you leave your shoes
on the front porch
when you run
By Natalie IllumThe first time I saw these activists turned
acrobats, I was immobilized as they arched
through hoops, twisting like DNA.
By Allison Adelle Hedge CokeAmerica, I sing back. Sing back what sung you in.
Sing back the moment you cherished breath.
Sing you home into yourself and back to reaso