Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

Poem: “When Great Trees Fall,” by Maya Angelou

When great trees fall, rocks on distant hills shudder, lions hunker down in tall grasses, and even elephants lumber after safety. When great trees fall in forests, small things recoil into silence, their senses eroded beyond fear. When great souls die, the air around...
POEM: “I Confess,” by Alison Luterman

POEM: “I Confess,” by Alison Luterman

I stalked her in the grocery store: her crown of snowy braids held in place by a great silver clip, her erect bearing, radiating tenderness,watching the way she placed yogurt and avocados in her basket, beaming peace like the North Star. I wanted to ask, “What...
Poem: “Incendiary Art,” by Patricia Smith

Poem: “Incendiary Art,” by Patricia Smith

The city’s streets are densely shelved with rows of salt and packaged hair. Intent on air, the funk of crave and function comes to blows with any smell that isn’t oil—the blare of storefront chicken settles on the skin and mango spritzing drips from razored hair. The...
Poem: “Boy Breaking Glass,” by Gwendolyn Brooks

Poem: “Boy Breaking Glass,” by Gwendolyn Brooks

Whose broken window is a cry of art (success, that winks aware as elegance, as a treasonable faith) is raw: is sonic: is old-eyed première. Our beautiful flaw and terrible ornament. Our barbarous and metal little man. “I shall create! If not a note, a hole. If not an...