Further Reading
POINT BLANK by Ida Stewart
“You can have my right arm, but you’ll never get my mountain.” —Larry Gibson, on his stand against mountaintop removal coal mining This is a point: a green island in a sea of scar, a rise not unlike his potbelly under the neon green t-shirt— and what with the hilltop cemetery like a belly […]
Before Snow From a Blue Room
by Mary Moore
but it was only thought snow, and nothing
when it began, a thingless veil, a reign
of molecules, so we could overlook
the beauties and hazards of being
burdened and cold.
Three Poems by Argyris Stavropoulos
translated from the Greek by Gigi Papoulias
“At last moving day has arrived.
From today, another house, indeed more spacious and airy
drenched in nonnegotiable sunlight, will accommodate me
and all the things the movers are struggling to carry…”
