Dismal
By Poetry Issue 105
The black dog in the yard
is darkness visible.
On the Poetic Qualities of Groceries
By Poetry Issue 105
In particular, a can of tomato paste
which fits in my hand like a roll of bills.
Sojourners
By Poetry Issue 105
Not angels, but pale travelers
through time, come back
Not to condemn or to reverse
our narrow acts,
But to remind us, by their soft
disclosures, what
Is still to come.
A Shocking December Red
By Culture Issue 105
I want to go back to Manderley and drag myself up the stairs at midnight. See myself. Pull my baby up through the water from the land of the dead.
Read MoreSnowscapes from the Sackler Wing, part 5
By Poetry Issue 105
In my paradise
there would be a lot of liquids and could I bask
unabashed in the breathing
hammock of myself as a kind of Sweden
for unrequited fleeing.
Read MoreA Place for All People
By Culture Issue 105
It’s easy to imagine Day marching alongside those now promoting racial equality, the dignified treatment of immigrants, workers’ rights, pacifism, and income equity.
Read MoreA Nun’s Prayer
By Poetry Issue 105
Letters, Music, Flesh: Calligraphy as Sacred Art Among Christians and Jews
By Visual Art Issue 105
For the calligrapher, words are always flesh.
Read MoreIf You Meet the Buddha
By Poetry Issue 105
The trouble with language is the language:
its lack, its want, its suffering—all the fire
I have worshipped morning and evening.
In The Studio: Jordan Eagles
By Visual Art Issue 105
People also often enter sacred spaces at a slower, quieter pace, with a sense of anticipatory contemplation. This can be ideal for reflecting on art and ideas.
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