Everand Logo

Welcome to Everand!

  • The American Poetry Review

    HARVEST

    Sep 01, 2019 1 minute
    ELLY BOOKMAN

    I am thinking terrible thoughts.Dozens dead again and I am thinkingabout what types of humans they were—the gunman and the fallen. YesterdayI was so happy to beYou wore a sweater with holes in itand we had dinner with your auntwho told us the story of how her sonhad come to have half a heart. , she explained, . The truth is he had heatstrokeand an undiagnosed defect. Littlemurderous shadow, patient in the aortadarkness. I am amazed, still, to bebeside you listening. That more andmore seasons gather and wane whileI’m allowed to remain near you andnear your sadnesses, familial tragedies.Some days I wait for life to say

    You’re reading a preview, subscribe to read more.

    More from The American Poetry Review

    The American Poetry Review34 min read
    END OF MESSAGE On Norman Dubie
    1. “Are you by your machine?” he says. “Yeah, I’m here.” I turn the phone on speaker, set it on my desk, open a Word doc. By “machine”—I know by now—he just means computer. I don’t think I ever hear him say that word: Computer. I know he did, once, w
    The American Poetry Review2 min read
    Two Poems
    A hologram of a horse galloping makes me anxious.It can’t stop going nowhere.How can I walk past it? We are late,led through the sexesto a quiet courtyard where I see a babycarriage, not the baby.Nobody cries for me at Horses.We are seated between tw
    The American Poetry Review3 min read
    from SCENES FROM LATIN POETRY
    Qui tacet consentire videtur. Silence gives consent.Veritas odium parit. Truth creates hatred. You know how you can know some thingsbut forget you know until it’s time to remember.Mom met her third husband Billy whenshe was a teacher helping convicts

    Related