Eugene Platt's September Poem is a story of squandered romance, set against the backdrop of autumn's arrival.
Robert Frost's sad and somber poem reads like a reminiscence told by a survivor of a period of bleakness so deep that it was something to be hidden
Henri Nouwen wrote that when we can be with our own loneliness, we can begin to understand the suffering that underlies all of humanity.
Amy-Sarah Marshall's poem 'Shelled' touches on feelings of loss and remembrance through a minimal and pared-down verse.
'We Are Listening' is steeped in a sense of wonder at the scale of the universe, coupled with a tenderness towards the fragility of life.
Wild Geese runs like an exhalation, beginning with a lifting of the weight of religious culpability - in the prairies and the deep trees, there is no onus to be good nor to string oneself out in repentance.
James Baldwin describes his own coming of age and awakening to spiritual and political consciousness as beginning with the revelation of sin: 'I became, during my fourteenth year, for the first time in my life, afraid—afraid of the evil within me and afraid of the evil without.'
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.
In a 2007 interview about her writing, Maggie Nelson said that the starting question for her book, Bluets, which is all about the color blue, was this: "can I contain all the information and feeling I have collected over the years about the color blue (my favorite color) and marry it to the form of Wittgensteinian… Continue reading Infinities of Blue – Maggie Nelson