Calling poets to a greater role in public life and fostering a national network of socially engaged poets.
By David Ebenbach Because someone loses a limb...now. And again now. Bombs open the landscape. There’s shrapnel. And now.
Because someone loses a limb...now. And again now. Bombs open the landscape. There’s shrapnel. And now.
By David Ebenbach What you want, at least, is the dignity of a Sisyphus—you want to see yourself on a hilltop, your muscles and hands afire and chest roaring for breath, and
What you want, at least, is the dignity of a Sisyphus—you want to see yourself on a hilltop, your muscles and hands afire and chest roaring for breath, and