The Huntress and the Chasm: A Poem by Ari Margolies
Gazing into the abyss, the abyss gazes back also, inviting and enticing. The chasm and the huntress tease our narrator…
Gazing into the abyss, the abyss gazes back also, inviting and enticing. The chasm and the huntress tease our narrator…
Thomas C. Burgess included a note with today's poem. He said, "This poem is meant to raise questions about society,…
The New York CMJ Music Marathon is run by, you guess it, CMJ: a heavy-hitting online and print publication that…
A droning sun pressed against the condo window as I lay in bed listening to children screaming in the morning…
While it may be months before the devastation wrought by Hurricane Sandy can be fully resolved, Americans cannot afford to…
Let’s be honest: reality television dominates American screens, and almost everyone says it’s the end of Western civilization. If you’ve…
In my view, vital poetry has to do with wordsmithing that packs reverent aesthetics into a complex semantic charge. I…
“Code five, all cars respond,” crackles a voice over the radio. “Homicide suspect on building on intersection of Laramie and…
It was so quiet, one of the killers would say later, you could hear the sound of ice rattling in…
Absurd. Surreal. These are words that could describe a line like "Opening myself to orange diamonds / I color the…