The germ of the poem I Me Mine came to Matthe Kohut when he startled awake on a train that was passing through the area where he grew up.
Jennifer Hollis' poem sits on the threshold of motherhood, at the moment of transition when the personal and intimately known is sent out into a world keen to lay claim to it with a designation.
"While I often found the emergence from the dark of the tunnel shocking, as my eyes would adjust and I would look forward and skyward, I always found this image to be comforting, reassuring."
Clifford Venho's Forest of the Unsung, marks the magical transition in a rich and dark forest setting from night into a day that is like 'a book waiting to be read.'
This poem by Alaska-based poet Dan Branch is a reflection on the values and burdens of guilt.
Collateral Damage is part of poet Lyall Harris’ collection One-wingèd, an in-progress manuscript about hidden abuse and what it takes to break free.
What happens when home is not a place of safety, but a locus of loneliness and even danger and violence? Jocelyn Ulevicus' poem describes a solitude and a fear around isolation wrapped in memories of past violence, and explores what finally settling into a sense of safety really means.
A moment of transcendence is captured by Robert Miner in this short and evocative poem inspired by the sight of a group of students flying kites on a quad. The movement from the earth to the sky and the devotional missive of the kites being sent up and disappearing into the darkness come together like a silent prayer or a whispered exchange between mortals and the infinite.
The pinpoint perspective of the present moment can feel so sharp but ultimately always impossible to fathom and out of our reach. As Erich von Hungen writes, it is simultaneously hard and soft, early and late, tiny and all-encompassing 'like a pocket-sized Big Bang.'
"I saw a man walking his dog, throwing a ball for him/her. The moment was simple and joyful."