After the Disaster: Fragments
By Andrea Carter BrownWe are not starving.
We are wearing
shoes on our feet.
Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By Andrea Carter BrownWe are not starving.
We are wearing
shoes on our feet.
By M.J. IuppaThe fence that wasn't a barrier, that didn't hold
anything back or up, but was the grid over the scene of
smoke rising, smoldering from September
By Barbara CrookerOh, how we'd like to put this video in slow rewind,
go back to September 10th, refurl the chrysanthemum
of ash to a bud, pull the towers back up
By Melissa TuckeyTwo slight young women--
the smaller one
reaches for hands
By Susan BrennanWe stand at the Capitol
seized in snapshots
of curious tourists
By Derrick Weston BrownI try to follow his eyes
see where his stare lands.
The Duke watches from an elevated
perch. Now.
By Ailish HopperEach time, Kenny says
With Love,
I look at you, I see