Poempoetry-magazineThe Story I TellBy Aaron ShurinThe gates, the gardens, the windows, the sky, the ledge of bricks, the fallen leaves, the porch where…
Poempoetry-magazineDepartureBy Zhang XianTranslated By Shangyang Fangto the tune “mu lan hua: magnolia” After tonight, what’s left of you is youmoving into my dream. Outside…
Poempoetry-magazine⽊兰花·和孙公素别安陆By Zhang Xian相离徒有相逢梦。门外马蹄尘已动。怨歌留待醉时听,远⽬不堪空际送。今宵风⽉知谁共。声咽琵琶槽上凤。⼈⽣⽆物⽐多情,江⽔不深⼭不重。
Poempoetry-magazineOrfeoBy Dan Beachy-QuickI created more loss where I meant to make less.Created more debt where I meant to make depth.Created…
Poempoetry-magazineEnding SongBy Paisley RekdalYou’d never call the branchesarms, though in certainlights don’t pine and manlook like handsconjoined…
Poempoetry-magazineTruckingBy Sasha PearlI’m in ShartlesvilleEating air-chilled wings in the sleeper cabI took the contract because the devil…
PoemArcsBy Magda PortalTranslated By Kathleen WeaverToday everythingin this smoky loveseems false to mefrom the two glazed pools of your eyes where…
PoemIf Love Be StaunchBy Countee CullenIf love be staunch, call mountains brittleLove is a thing will liveSo long, my dear,––oh, just the littleWhile water stays in a sieve.Yea, love is deathless as the dayWhose death the stars reveal;And love is loyal all the way,If treachery...
Poempoetry-magazineThe Time Traveler Finally Falls in LoveBy T.S. Leonardand it ends, of course, in fabulous heartbreak, like anything—it’s not an if, but when—so the trick …
PoemDirty ValentineBy Richard SikenThere are so many things I’m not allowed to tell you. I touch myself, I dream.Wearing your clothes…
Poempoetry-magazinePentimentoBy Mag Gabbert The effect—for those three hundred years, while the cupid remained hidden—was a kind of silence. Like…
Poem1 ["Deathless Aphrodite of the spangled mind"]By SapphoTranslated By Anne CarsonDeathless Aphrodite of the spangled mind,child of Zeus, who twists lures, I beg youdo not break with…
Poempoetry-magazineCase StudyBy Christian J. CollierWe were ravaged by our loss, our child. In the shower, slightly past midnight,after I’d covered the …
Poempoetry-magazineMy Love You Died in My Dream Last NightBy Heather Christle I did not know it was possible (your constancy being among your chief characteristics) and I, bereft…