
Bedroom at the End of the World
“For three weeks I watch geese at sunset / outside the hospital window, bellies lit orange”
We are so grateful to all of our partner-poets for sharing their work with us—please enjoy their beautiful words in our Featured Poetry catalogue.
“For three weeks I watch geese at sunset / outside the hospital window, bellies lit orange”
“like a cry of ecstasy, and the solemn / countenance of the resin Mary / perched above my desk looks coy-“
By Skye Jackson
“my body drips inky like the night / in my almost lover’s arms; / torso bends, metallic & lush,”
By Rue Huang
“ALL MY THOUGHTS / ARE RIDDLED WITH DAYBREAK, / THICK WITH TEETH.”
“And there is one year , thirty poems to recite, a flat metal to carve your face — I remember .”
By E. Doolittle
“He is six and likes cooking and birds / and he isn’t quite what my father expected, / but no son could have been.”
By Linea Jantz
“here the setting sun tie-dyes the clouds / in shades of Lisa Frank”
“GABBRO, a mineral a gravestone can be made out of. / As a child, I did not like to look at their names.”
“Yet as / the tide climbed, I wondered: when the / floods arrived, would my prince be beside / me, willing to swim? Or would he, as my / mother’s bones hinted, flee?”