Poem of the Day
Study of Children
By Asha Futterman
did you know
that you all work for me?
I asked them as a joke
Poetry: S-U
Reading Lessons
By Phillip Sterling
I’m unconvinced that language acquisition
propagates a body’s
education
Tarring the Drive to the Garden of Assisi
By Phillip Sterling
it seeps away at permanence, wears canyons
from rivulets, recycles cement as sand.
I have experienced water firsthand.
The Isadora Duncan School, Berlin 1905
By Phillip Sterling
By the fifth day of rain
a few had begun to dance,
though not quite properly,
“Once More Valuable Than Gold”
By Phillip Sterling
preferring not to unround his bubble
of self against the else
of another
About the Spell Cast on Men by the Photograph of the Two Granddaughters of Dona Yvonne
By Ricardo da Silveira Lobo Sternberg
What life
after the photograph
of the granddaughters
Song of a Crow, Dying
By Ricardo da Silveira Lobo Sternberg
goodbye to the sun
my father
who blessed me
The True Story of My Life
By Ricardo da Silveira Lobo Sternberg
At the age of three
I was promised in marriage
to a neighboring princess
Thumb
By Ricardo da Silveira Lobo Sternberg
—one finger chiromantic exercise—
It sums our vital force and our will.
Cowards had theirs sliced and in Sparta
Desert Storm
By Cathy Stern
Like sandbox toys abandoned in mid-play
when mothers finally call the children home,
cars, trucks, and tanks lie strewn along the highway,
Domestic Archeology
By Cathy Stern
In old movies they searched the mummy’s tomb
with flashlights, on tiptoe—as if the dead
were listening, numbered the catacombs