Three Poems by Ryan Quinn Flanagan

Run into the Canyon and the Canyon Says Ouch! Darting eyes of the patchy coyote,no bodies in the brush because this is notsome simpleton dumping ground;this is exploding...

Poem: A Triumphant Return by Isaac Beekman

A poem by Isaac Beekman -- Triumphant Return

From Let The Wind Push Us Across by Jane Schapiro

Tent Sometimes in the morning, before opening my eyes, I dream of our tent, that tiny green dome. From behind its walls thin as skin, I hear birds, leaves, a brush of wind. I yearn...

Patriotism Reconsidered by Lucinda Marshall

Ed. Note: Another in our series of poems by writers who participated in Arlington Writers Resist. My anthem is the serenade of birds, sung without regard for map lines delineating...

On Other Birds by Kelly Ann Jacobson

Through the harsh whistle of a bullying Blue Jay from the feeder, the Common Yellowthroat’s wichity-wichity-wichity, we find our own through bill and tap and rhythmic drumming on drainpipe, bone against bone. So much...