And all that remains for me is to follow a violet darkness on soil where myths splinter and crack. Yes, love was time, and it too splintered and cracked like the face of our country.

Some things are better off unnamed? I can’t help but reason with your ash. Names become the first steppings into ruin, yes? Name a thing, and you’ve marked it for the end, of Imagination? And unless ...

The Poetry Circus is a free event for all ages. It will include Merry-Go-Round Rides, Poetry readings by over 40 well known poets, tables housing several Los Angeles publishers and literary ...

Reading the Poem: Silently read the poem “ The Lonely Street ” by William Carlos Williams. What do you notice about the poem?

Haleh Liza Gafori is an Iranian American translator, poet, performance artist, and composer born in New York City. Her book ...

stigmas on the body of air ...

I come from the remote borders of the land of oblivion. My songs will not sound beneath your balconies, I am the singer of the broken sanctuaries. Artist, dreamer, sensitive and tender, my music is a ...

It’s not only mine—we’re in the same current ...

We are pleased to announce that the 2025 Harold Morton Landon Translation Award will be judged by Roger Sedarat and the 2025 Raiziss/de Palchi Book Prize will be judged by Anna Kraczyna, Jennifer ...

Nicolás Heredia y Mota, a poet, novelist, journalist, literary critic, and revolutionary, was born in Baní, Santo Domingo ...

Edgar L. Peguero y Heredia was born in Salem, Massachusetts, in 1969 to immigrant parents from Bani, Dominican Republic. He is an amateur genealogist and historian who offers lectures at local schools ...

The dog  wants to trust, you can see it  in her eyes, like that part in the music  where it still sounds like snow  used to.