Translated by Marilyn McCabe I will lean so hard into life, grab so rough and tight that before the soft day ravishes me I’ll
Translated by Marilyn McCabe I will lean so hard into life, grab so rough and tight that before the soft day ravishes me I’ll
Fitting with the dark of the season, the poems found in our most recent issue orbit a sense of seclusion. In Laura Tanenbaum’s “New
Translated by Marilyn McCabe Time, from its pipes, calls in clear chords: Be one with the sun, you souls and bodies. By dusty paths