sky and congestion
up ahead—
why wait in line
with this chewed boot,
this cold breakfastriver below
and everywhere
the straight face
of a season
passing—long mile
separates ice
from icehere—maybe
a whole work—knife cut, bleached peppers,
vinegar and lightround clock
is a loose knot
in time
a plain devotion
This Issue
January 16, 2025
Darryl Pinckney
Baldwin’s Spell
Elaine Blair
Far from the Seventies
Ursula Lindsey
Joy and Apprehension in Syria
This Issue
January 16, 2025
Darryl Pinckney
Baldwin’s Spell
Elaine Blair
Far from the Seventies
Ursula Lindsey
Joy and Apprehension in Syria
