June 2012 – Alison McGhee

June 16, 2012

Poem of the Week, by Bob Hicok

In Michael Robins’s class minus one – Bob Hicok At the desk where the boy sat, he sees the Chicago River. It raises its hand. It asks if metaphor should burn. He says fire is the basis for all forms of the mouth. He asks, why did you fill the boy with your going? I … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Bob Hicok

June 2, 2012

Poem of the Week, by Mary Karr

A Blessing from My Sixteen Years’ Son – Mary Karr I have this son who assembled inside me during Hurricane Gloria. In a flash, he appeared, in a heartbeat. Outside, pines toppled. Phone lines snapped and hissed like cobras. Inside, he was a raw pearl: microscopic, luminous. Look at the muscled obelisk of him now … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Mary Karr

June 1, 2012

In my father's house there are many mansions

There’s a one-room shop in New York City that features dozens of cubbies, like dioramas, of perfect miniature rooms, complete to the last detail. Doll house furnishings unlike any you’ve ever seen before – a rolled-up newspaper, headlines and print readable, measuring half an inch. A wooden tray, the size of your pinky nail, containing … Continue reading In my father's house there are many mansions