Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Kevin McLellan The blur of bodies scattering
The blur of bodies scattering
By Theresa Davis honey you are not being judged because your bones decided
honey you are not being judged because your bones decided
By Lori Desrosiers I was the wrong kind of bride, more sweat than glisten, more peach than pomegranate.
I was the wrong kind of bride, more sweat than glisten, more peach than pomegranate.
By Jan Beatty My friend Lou used to walk up to strangers and tip them - no, really -
My friend Lou used to walk up to strangers and tip them - no, really -