by Rustin Larson
Poetry can return us to the rich strangeness of childhood, as we learn through Rustin Larson’s poem, “Writing Letters.”
by Emma Walsh
by D. R. James
The end of things is always the start of something else. D. R. James explores this fact with these two poems of memory.
by Fabrice Poussin
A Georgia poet celebrates the spirits of Spring.
by Michael Cavanagh
by Stephanie Snow
by Ethan Kenvarg
The poet confers a Spring blessing on one of the prairie’s humblest—and most necessary—residents.
by Karen Downing
by Yuan Changming
Spring on the prairie can be a chancy season: one day summer-like heat, the next a white-out snowstorm. Yuan Changming’s poem serves to remind us of the Midwest’s fickle weather.
by Hannah Clark
by Changming Yuan
by Stephanie L. Harper
Roadtrips aren’t just fodder for travelogues, as this poet shows us. They produce poems, too.
by Susan Jaret McKinstry
The prairie’s perennial message: Slow down. Look Close. Then look again. Susan Jaret McKinstry’s poem makes clear what the rewards will be.
by Niki Neems
by Ethan Starr Evans
by Clare Jones
Our issue’s third poet posits a commerce between ripening ferns and the stars.
by Molly Griffin, illustrated by Claudia McGehee
by Taylor Greene
A room isn’t just space in a house; it’s a state of mind, as this poem reminds us.
by Mike Lewis-Beck
by Richard Luftig
by Michelle Harris-Love
by Sam Burt
by Bill Graeser
This poet turns to a pair of Iowa icons–a Grant Wood painting and the quadrennial caucuses–to evoke the quiet behind the image.
by Oona Miller
by John Grey
The poet–an Australian transplant–takes on the autumn’s changeable weather and its effect on we who move through it.
by Gerard Sarnat
Benjamin and Therese Brosseau
Richard Luftig’s second appearance on our pages features an imagined road trip, and the solace of endurance in winter.
The word “gnosis” denotes the study of spiritual mysteries, which this poet recognizes in the sky, in the land, in the eyes of love.
by Rodney Nelson
In this poet’s work the prairie’s weathers have an intimate connection to the landscape’s history.
by Pasha Buck
