Summer Evening
See far, very far, there above the last Red!
There over the Forest, the blackish Walls. One
Water still gleams white. Silence lives there,
Keeping-Secret and Cooling ...
Two poems by Johannes Bobrowski
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Reviewed by Emily Pérez
Be Recorder
Poems by Carmen Giménez Smith
Graywolf Press, August 2019
$16.00, 96 pp.
ISBN-13: 978-1555978488
In Be Recorder, her most important collection of poetry to date, ...
Review: Be Recorder by Carmen Giménez Smith
Book Reviews, LAR Online
Playing chess I realize how tired I am
of the patriarchy, how the winning move
involves the king, the useless piece
who can only skate square to square.
When playing checkers, I taught my daughter
to say as she ...
Queen Me by Kelli Russell Agodon
LAR Online, Poetry
Sea Poems: #3
Silence was a bouquet of roses
in my throat.
The song of the seashore
was the breeze from my kiss and your open eyelids.
Over the waters, the wind bird
was unsettled among the nest of ...
Two Poems by Yadollah Royai
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Sketch the face of the man whose head was shot
but my hand mis-draws lines like this:
we were at a parade, he just got caught
in the crossfire. But his jaw was stronger
than that. Yes, there was BBQ and we
were ...
Still Life of Second-Line by Lizabeth Yandel
LAR Online, Poetry
Second Eclogue
The storm is forming underground,
advancing toward the village like a reptile
changing its colors, camouflaged among patches
of leaves, cement, and lost footsteps.
Moments before it ...
Three Poems by Gemma Gorga
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Girls stop being girls after they mistake the petals of the Venus Dogwood
for condoms. After they clothe their dolls in their best dresses
and place them beside the chicken cutlets
in the freezer. After they pour the ...
Slumber Party by Theodora Bishop
LAR Online, Poetry
The American Middle Class
Built in the early twentieth century,
the barn stood across from where
the subdivision’s fences
pressed against the field.
We carried pliers and chainsaws,
crowbars and ...
Three Poems by Wayne Miller
LAR Online, Poetry
Balancing the dull blade of a knife on the line in the center of an aspirin,
V presses down with her palms. They have put in the stent. They count
the cells in what courses. Once this dissolves into that, what was ...
Level by Carolyn Guinzio
LAR Online, Poetry
