for Emma Askew “Shifting brilliancies” (from Squarings: Lightenings)Seamus Heaney Shifting brilliancies. Then winter light In a doorway, and on the stone doorstep A beggar shiver… Read More

Legacy (from Poetry)Amiri Baraka (For Blues People) In the south, sleeping against the drugstore, growling under the trucks and stoves, stumbling through and over the cluttered eyes of early… Read More