The fruits of my recovery are fresh with sterile seeds I spit them on concrete steps they melt in the sun,
Azad Ashim Sharma
from the book Boiled Owls / Nightboat Books
“We wanted an identity that could convey the full range of what we do and the vibrancy of poetry: big, bright, and beautiful in itself.”
Poetry Foundation
“E” By Noa Micaela Fields is on the 2026 Poetry Shortlist.
Chicago Review of Books
“Gaza emerges as a language of Palestine unto itself—a new beginning, the final and only utterance of the single ‘G.’”
Literary Hub
“To be a daughter is to know a particular kind of duty….a labor of love, a practice of attention….”
Literary Hub
“She was too busy scrubbing the grime from their next set of rented rooms to mourn the loss of the sunlit kitchen where her babies had been little.”
Literary Hub
“Ada Limón on rejection, moving forward, and what the trees have seen.”
Poetry Foundation
“Boldly embracing an androgynous identity and the idea of individual liberation, Södergran’s poetry was revolutionary for its time.”
Full Stop
“Both our books have at their core, I think, that multiplicity, a willingness to look intensely and say hard things without hardheartedness.”
The Adroit Journal
“In the fragmented cadence that characterizes her approach to language’s edges, Cha empowered herself both to live and to stand by as her writing takes on a life of its own.”
Los Angeles Review of Books
“Poems are practices that occur alongside a life as opposed to phenomenological containers for life.”
The Adroit Journal
“We, Palestinians, are potentially a great imagination the more we approach disappearance.”
Bomb Magazine
“Lasky repeatedly relies on lists…to reflect the regularity of the everyday, insisting on the relentlessness of mothering tasks,”
Los Angeles Review of Books
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Arielle Hebert
Geologists say that in ten years, Florida’s coastlines will be underwater. Oceanfront properties will drown in the wake of global warming,
Barbara Hamby
jelly, your high-risk dirigible in the bomb-alicious             sky filled with lies, the radio highs that last three minutes tops, the shuck and jive of yes ma'am,
Jane Huffman
             When the text emerges with a mark missing, I kiss it. The error ablates
Liza Katz Duncan
We come to a clearing, thunderclouds above                   an open field. Expecting rain, we watch                                    instead the grasses browning, streambed slowly...
M. Soledad Caballero
At church I sit alone, not ready for the faith, luscious around me.

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