“New Year’s Eve” by Warren Woessner
New Year's Eve 5 p.m., corner booth,Oak Bar, Plaza Hotel,New York City, Centerof the World of allthat matters. Where a Belvedere martini,up with a twist, contemplates youlike a languid gold fishin a clear garden pool,or… Continue Reading
“Christmas, 1970” by Sandra M. Castillo
Christmas, 1970 We assemble the silver tree,our translated lives,its luminous branches,numbered to fit into its body.place its metallic rootsto decorate our first Christmas.Mother finds herselfopening, closing the Red Cross boxshe will carry into 1976like an… Continue Reading
“Fire and Ice” by Robert Frost
Fire and Ice Some say the world will end in fire,Some say in ice.From what I’ve tasted of desireI hold with those who favor fire.But if it had to perish twice,I think I know enough… Continue Reading
“Wild Geese” by Mary Oliver
Wild Geese You do not have to be good.You do not have to walk on your kneesfor a hundred miles through the desert repenting.You only have to let the soft animal of your bodylove what… Continue Reading
“McDonald’s Psalms” by Madeline Jupard
Madeline Jupard was born under the expansive skies of the Utah desert. Her work is a meditation on the American landscape, capturing the sense of transience and lonely observation that comes from a life spent… Continue Reading
“Browning Resolves to Be a Poet” by Jorge Luis Borges
Browning Resolves to Be a Poet In these red London labyrinthsI find that I have chosenthe most curious of human professions,though given that all are curious, in their way.Like alchemistswho looked for the philosopher’s stonein… Continue Reading