The Ache I Ache to Hold that I Cannot Hold Against
byBy Chloe Garcia Roberts, This January everything seems to draw blood: The arc of a bird,the troubles of strangers, the time it takes you to come home to me…
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Faith
byfor Bach Tong Image of a compass lost its north, its red arrow spinning with no resolve or force of feeling towards direction or…
Bright as a summers day
byA featured photo from A Guy Taking Pictures and a poem from Emily Dickinson.
Holes in the Mountain by Kai Carlson-Wee
byA simply inspired work. Kai Carlson-Wee is the Jones Lecturer in Poetry at Stanford University. Thanks to ETR regular Taylor Brorby for pointing this one…
The Poet’s Sword
byI often ask God why he made me a fisherman. And of all the kinds of fishermen he could have made me to be,…
The Snake Handler
byAfter Dennis Covington I’m not long for this world, the young man said nonchalantly. The next night I watch him at church. Why would…
Prairie
byPrairie that place silent as a whisper where wind fingers through wheat and ripples over the rough bark of cottonwood trees. Do not drill,…
Some Wendell Berry for National Poetry Month
byApril is National Poetry Month and above is a clip of Wendell Berry reading his poem “The Contrariness of the Mad Farmer.” The clip is from…
