Strange Comforts by Meredith Davies Hadaway Because tom kah gai is just another kind of chicken soup--a healer--lemongrass and galangal...

The Geometry of Dandelions by Jo Angela Edwins Google the phrase, and notice in magnified precision so many lines criss-crossed like...

In Summer by Lord Alfred Douglas There were the black pine trees,          And the sullen hills          Frowning; there were...

Oh Nature by Bruce Weigl Today some things worked as they were meant to. A big spring wind came up and blew down from the...

How the Worst Day of My Life Became the Best by Andrea Gibson When I realized the storm was inevitable, I made it my medicine. Took two...

I Won’t Be Able to Write from the Grave by Fanny Howe I won’t be able to write from the grave so let me tell you what I love: oil,...

Wild Turkeys by Richard Taylor Rushed to reach the dentist's and scratch one more item off my list of things to do, I hurry down the...

Sonnet to Basil by Anne Pierson Wiese The seeds in the packet were so tiny and dry, all fallen into the bottom fold like blue grit-- it...

America by Tony Hoagland Then one of the students with blue hair and a tongue stud    Says that America is for him a maximum-security...