Alyson Kissner’s “Night Psalms” speaks with piercing, prophetic brevity. “Ask me,” the speaker begs, and invites us into a question that the poem allows to expand like darkness within its numbered framework. Night Psalms 1 Let there be light, He…
Congratulations to the winners of our inaugural Nature & Place Prize, and thank you to everyone who submitted! We’re delighted to announce that Anna Newman has been selected for the $3000 prize by our amazing judge, Amaud Johnson. Dan Barton…
We love the daring of a condensed poem, and Meghan Kemp-Gee’s “A Bird in Blue” is condensed yet complex. Its sharp turns convey transformation, opening a world inside its ten lines. A Bird in Blue On the wire, one says,…
Inviting us into an anthem toward abundance, Aida Bardissi writes with unmatched lushness. “revolutionary recipe” is a slow feast, asking us to consider love and all the defiant ways it might nourish and sustain us, with “one fist in air,…
Thank you for joining us on the journey through the OPEN winners! You can find Yi Wei’s winning poem here, Part 1 of the finalists here, and Part 2 here. For Part 3, we’re sharing work by Adedayo Agarau, Amy…
Thank you for joining us on the journey through the OPEN winners! You can find Yi Wei’s winning poem here, and Part 1 of the finalists here. For Part 2, we’re sharing work by Kiki Nicole, Chelsea Dingman, and Shakeema…
First, a sincere thank you to all the finalists for partnering with us. It’s such an honor to celebrate your poems. You can find Yi Wei’s winning poem here. For Part 1, we’re sharing work by Grace MacNair, jason b.…
Join us in celebrating this poem by Yi Wei, winner of the 2022 Frontier OPEN! Questioning language and the poem itself–through intimacies, questions of race, power, and perception, and the syntaxes of everyday life in the speaker’s community–“Diction” is a…
Some poems haunt us with images, demanding to be remembered. Sophia Liu’s poem, though only the length of a sonnet, lingers and lingers, and in doing so demands remembrance for the Atlanta shooting victims for which it is named. “I…
Timi Sanni’s poem, like the mother it portrays, does not flinch from darkness, even in its musicality. The “we” who speaks insists the reader follow them into the observation of this unbearable moment and learn something difficult about love and…
