A short poignantly simple piece, Seth Josephson’s “In the Future” imagines a distant future without humanity or civilization.
Iowa poet Laura Johnson’s “To the Daughter I Never Had” is a heart-rending work of what could have been, of loss, absence, and missed opportunities.
After a glioblastoma diagnosis, Tallu Schuyler Quinn wrote about what dying meant to her body, mind and heart in this series of moving essays.
BY KATE TAGAI –
Love only needs an instant to unfurl, and no one knows this better than the mother of a child she only knew for a few days.
The Journey of the Magi was a poem that T.S. Eliot wrote shortly after his own conversion to the Anglican faith.
BY JOANN STEVELOS –
What happens when an abandoned child grows up and one day buries her estranged father
BY JENNIFER CHRISTGAU AQUINO
When the fall the sky turned orange from fire, and a pandemic roared, and the children lay in bed all day, and cancer took residence in your armpits, you found a bear in your basement.
Rebecca Elson was an astronomer whose poetry expressed the wonder she felt for her own existence and for the universe she had spent her life studying.
Eloise Klein Healy, former Poet Laureate of Los Angeles, has encapsulated so much in the two short stanzas of her poem “Iris”.
A death poem was composed on one’s deathbed, with the aim of encapsulating the understanding of impermanence at that moment.