by Danielle Deulen | Sep 1, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
To learn more about Karyna McGlynn visit her page on the Poetry Foundation’s website by clicking here. This poem comes from Karyna McGlynn’s book Hothouse. Click here to purchase. Click on the printer icon to print this page To hear a version of...
by Danielle Deulen | Aug 18, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
Who Would I Show It To? by Sally Ball [Merwin] I so much trusted your capacity for delight. Some suicide I’ve been able to see as an end of deep suffering. Your suffering was not to me invisible but outweighed by your curiosities, your sweet...
by Danielle Deulen | Aug 4, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
The Immigrants (Winter Wear) by Rane Arroyo They are, at first, scared of snowmen. Of the snow and the white men so easily born between the hands of children veiled in breaths and winter wear. The immigrants worry about bodies built without concerns for their souls,...
by Danielle Deulen | Jul 14, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
Unmailed Letter by Joy Harjo It’s noon. I can hardly stand it. If anything touches me, I am ashes. Your laugh, and I considered myself resurrected, but then made the correction for time and space and it still added to an irrational number. It’s elementary. You can’t...
by Danielle Deulen | Jun 30, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
Map by Bruce Snider There ought to be a fire somewhere in Indiana, not this night across the fields in Indiana. And God said let there be light, and there was light. And God said let there be corn, and there was Indiana. I kiss my love, taking his hand near the deer...
by Danielle Deulen | May 5, 2019 | Lit from the Basement
A Citizen by Don Bogen It’s true I lived in the twilight of empire, the glow at the center already muffled in rumor, the provinces indistinct, conspiratorial, alliances like sand falling through the tired fingers of diplomats while the orators held forth endlessly in...
