I’m straightening up the house while Robin’s on the phone
with her brother who’s walking her through the steps
to find the arrest report of her other brother. It looks like
it’s three charges this time, but ...
Among Competing Answers, Choose the Simplest by John Gallaher
LAR Online, Poetry
Chamber
As in music, as in a division of the heart.
As in a grave, or a small room, or a house
for a doll or a bullet. As in the body is material
and a bullet shapes it. As in the long hall that stretches
between ...
Three Poems by Susannah Nevison
LAR Online, Poetry
When the wind changes direction,
smoke shifts from the fires, so sometimes
it’s burning tires in my face, other times
it’s meat. Reader, I have done what I can
for you. Gave you my extra Sig
& taught you how ...
Women & Children First by Sonia Greenfield
LAR Online, Poetry
consequence
first comes peace then comes after hold still it’s my turn to bear the light first prayer then song when you start running toward me you never saw me 'til I made you my prisoner you’re so cold the ...
Three Poems by Beth Bachmann
LAR Online, Poetry
Translated from the Polish by Maria Jastrzębska
Na czas zamknięcia kładki
I przeszedł weekend, i szukam twojego ciała,
bo musi zostać odnalezione i zakopane,
i będę miała dużo szczęścia, jeśli to ...
Three Poems by Justyna Bargielska
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
Under Fire
There is way to sleep, even dream
pressed against a stranger’s body
drawing in whatever heat is left.
Close to the ground, if you know
where to look, berries still wait
to be picked, shine blue as ...
Two Poems by Maria Jastrzębska
LAR Online, Poetry
The new year doesn’t feel new
at all, says my oldest child,
the one who sees
everything slant. So what
if the world’s a year older?
It’s like when you turn
seven but still feel six. Turning
one page ...
New Year Sestina by Maggie Smith
LAR Online, Poetry
Sometimes we are told that the shorter the poem, the stronger and more inventive the language must be. But what about the longer poem, the longer poem that thrives in an age of reduced attention and spectacular ...
I finally made it through the birds the birds by Samuel Ace
Award Winners, LAR Online, Poetry
Translated by Katie Farris and Ilya Kaminsky
From Mad Vatslav’s Diary
I was a coal-miner, water
Poured over my gray hair, my eyelashes.
My sister, alive and laughing,
Shepherded such glorious cows!
I was a ...
Two Poems by Polina Barskova
LAR Online, Poetry, Translations
