Kaleidoscope: A collection

The Paris Review

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Two Poems by Mary Szybist

Sep 15, 2019

Like an alarm I can’t shut off, the summer.Like air raid sirens stuck onthe world is burning, the world is burning& I can’t stop it. Can’t stop ash from the reddening sky falling dry onto grass, onto cloverlit purple at their tips. Mouth level.My che

The American Poetry Review

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Two Poems

Sep 1, 2020

after Joanna Klink, for Mary Oliver Go out barefoot to the car for what you left,for what you didn’t have enoughhands to hold.Go out as a soft offering for gravel.As a practice swing at walkingfarther and farther from the comforter,from the sighing w

The American Poetry Review

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Three Poems

Sep 1, 2019

before I was one I heard every soundas a sound that had never been heard,before I was one I saw every lightas a light separate from dark, colorhidden in a place I had not been.Before I was one I used feet to wakenin water, to pedal through air,hands

The American Poetry Review

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On Giving Up: Its Uses And Benefits In The Writing Life

Jul 1, 2022

It reminds me of a moment I used to have in college. I’d put off my term papers every single time till the last minute. So I’d be up at 3 or 4 in the morning working on some damn thesis totally confused, completely exhausted, and I’d have this glorio

The American Scholar

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Five Poems

Mar 4, 2019

for William Gifford, 1928–2015 The river. Always the same, never the same.Poughkeepsie. A place north of where I am.To remember you is to remember Poughkeepsie.To remember Poughkeepsie is to remember the river.I am downriver now & you are a memoryI

The American Poetry Review

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Two Poems

Nov 1, 2019

It’s soothing when the newly dead are way older than I am. This guy was 95. His picture—middle-aged, archaic glasses—freezes him somewhere around 1970. But even when they are my age and live in my town and share so many of my habits and interests tha

The American Poetry Review

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Three Poems

Jul 1, 2020

Beneath your skin, a floodof glass is surfacing. It means I stayalone for years during your weekin the hospital. You breathe like rosehips crushed, mouth too muddy to believe. I’m one to talk.The stylist asks if I want my liesto show through. I wade

The American Poetry Review

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Collins Ferry Landing

Jul 1, 2020

for my father Only rivers bottom out like this.Only rivers bottom out with this kind of conviction.Not humans, or, at least, not humans asindisputably human as you were,trapped in consciousness’s surplus, exilic,animalized absurdity, writhing in its

The American Scholar

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Five Poems

Dec 1, 2022

You have to first Sit in the temple gloom In the mahogany chair & despair. The only glimmer In the temple (being the inlaid bits of The Mother-Of-Pearl shells On the tall, more than humanly tall Chair back, for these These too Are the reputed “Tears

Mindful

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My Onion Journey

Apr 19, 2022

It can be quite a sobering thought should you come to realize, as I have recently, that what you thought of as an aberration is actually a habit. The part of you that works hard to maintain self-esteem can sometimes get carried away: “I don’t do that

The Paris Review

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Sylvie Baumgartel

Jun 15, 2018

I walked in the door, took off my coat, took off my sunglasses, set them down with my keys, took off my shoes and socks, my jeans, my shirt, my bra and underwear, set them all on the chair by the door, walked into the house naked, went to the fridge,

Choice Magazine

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Your Poetry

Apr 29, 2022

Email your poems to: ([email protected]) or post to Your Poetry, Choice, 4 Milnyard Square, Orton Southgate, Peterborough PE2 6GX I see you all, sitting there in rows.Singing hymns, as your tears do flow. But please don’t cry, not for me.For

The American Poetry Review

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Two Poems

May 1, 2023

No more teaching people how to liveand what to do. Today’s a star, orI am searching for the endlessendlessness inside myself. And in yourselfa flowering disco ball of foldingchairs clanging against my rather boney exterior.Also, in case you may know

Visi

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Dreams Dreamt In My Dreaming House

Oct 1, 2018

WORDS THABISO MOFOKENG A feeling of being separated from my family robbed me of happiness. The attachment of 25 years living with them haunted me till I gave up and decided to connect with the dreams I kept dreaming in this portable house of mine. I

The American Poetry Review

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In the Designed Landscape (Garden of Planes)

Jan 1, 2025

O you rakers of sand, come. I bow, slightly, to the stone ear. It is once againthe season of resemblances. Forfeit, my life, your life, lives livedin the company of doors. Come in, come in, the sound is moist with morning dew.It will perform to your

The Millions

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Clearly, God Loves Me: The Millions Interviews Nada Alic

Sep 21, 2022

"The whole point of art is to ask, 'Are you seeing what I’m seeing?'" The post Clearly, God Loves Me: The Millions Interviews Nada Alic appeared first on The Millions.

Harper's Bazaar India

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All The Lives We Ever Lived

Sep 6, 2019

I can imagine many things. A life without stories is not one of them. Ever since I was very young, my thoughts have reached beyond the realm of possibility. I’ve lived half in a daydream. I’ve craved an escape from the usual routine of life—searched

Mysterious Ways

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Editor’s Note

Jan 25, 2023

This is my last Mysterious Ways editor’s note. After three amazing years of leading this unique magazine, I got a job opportunity I couldn’t pass up. But don’t worry, I leave you in good hands. The dedicated Mysterious Ways team will continue to brin

The American Poetry Review

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Four Poems

Nov 1, 2022

Day after Thanksgiving. I give thanks for Eveto beat the rush of appreciating hernext year and let her sleep inuntil three hundred o’clock.Thank you light on the mountainfor being my star on cloudy nights.Thank you all the guns I’ve never ownedand ki