Alexis Pauline Gumbs is a queer Caribbean poet, independent scholar, and activist. She is the author of Undrowned: Black Feminist Lessons from Marine Mammals (AK Press, 2020); coeditor of ...

Let’s say something about distances that escape through the body. About what the body needs to say as its joints go silent. Let’s say the body needs to remain quiet to say something about distances.

Since 2018, the Academy of American Poets has invited twelve new Guest Editors to each curate a month of Poem-a-Day, the original and only daily poetry series sharing previously unpublished poems by ...

Every time I have started for the Yellow Flower River, I have gone down the Blue-Green Stream, Following the hills, making ten thousand turnings, We go along rapidly, but advance scarcely one hundred ...

Join us for an open mic reading featuring undergraduate writers from the Area Program in Poetry Writing (APPW) and the Area Program in Literary Prose (APLP) at UVA. This event will be free and open to ...

In 2024, the Academy of American Poets invited twelve poets to each curate a month of poems. In this short Q&A, Sawako Nakayasu discusses her curatorial approach and her own creative work. Sawako ...

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Now, during his Guest Editor Q&A in January 2022, Joseph O. Legaspi described how you infuse what he called “nonpolitical elements” into your work, including recipes and menus, particularly in Loves ...

“I have always been fascinated with the accuracy and inaccuracy of memory, and how we create stories from the fog of memory, haltingly, sometimes inartfully, and always overlaid by the desire to be ...

Down the close, darkening lanes they sang their way To the siding-shed, And lined the train with faces grimly gay. Their breasts were stuck all white with wreath and spray As men’s are, dead. Dull ...

The seed is a wound in the form of a little girl buried alive. Buried inside me the sol de la terre. What do I remember of ...