Rachel Zucker

Rachel Zucker

  RESORT DREAM     I’m at a hotel in a third-world country. War breaks out. Many of the tourists get out, go home, but days...
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Richard Jackson

Richard Jackson

I should have begun with that warning sound, / I should have begun when the sun crossed the town of Houla, / Syria, brushing the bodies of the massacred children. They look / like carefully wrapped cocoons. // Here, time slips down / the side of a building as if it were only a shadow.

Richard Jackson

Richard Jackson’s Photo Poems

Breath fills the decayed tree. The sky is still / a syllable. Light lives inside those wings. We have / no word to describe the insects’ tremors beneath / the bark, or to measure the currents between here / and the next tree. What do we know?

Richard Jackson

Now That Your Eyes Are Shut: Three Neglected American Women Poets From The Early Twentieth Century

Elizabeth Bishop once wrote in a letter that “undoubtedly gender does play an important part in the making of any art, but art is art and to separate writings, paintings, musical compositions, etc., into two sexes is to emphasize values in them that are not art.”

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