like crystals you touched the glass and it broke your leaves at full bloom but dust covers the path forward why does your heart race leave mine cold i want to talk to you about it about how the rose lost its
fisting your hair i jumped off the boat ready to float and flee and fly but then you asked if this was what i had always longed for if this was it i didn’t have an answer so i waited for you
squeezing life out of rustling trees pouring mint tea into birch mugs listening to the birds watching colors of the sky change and change living in an eternity our scribbles are golden inking in barks glimpsing dawn our eyes following the earth
catching your hands as they fall rose petals glimmering in your eyes as we bike towards the sunset rushing forward into the future not backing it building it sunlight flickering in our path oblique creations we’re molding still and sitting in silence
Noel Quiñones ’15 is a Nuyorican poet, educator, and performer. Their work has been featured in POETRY, the Boston Review, Poem-a-Day, and Michigan Quarterly Review. Noel received an Emmy Award for their contribution to El legado de la Poesía Puertorriqueña (Legacy of
Nostalgic and melancholic, the poetry of Yan Jidao in “XiaoshanCi” is characterized by its meticulous observation of the natural world – of rivers, mists, and flowers that embody human love and loss. Often, the narrator is a girl wandering alone in an
When I asked Tabitha if she had any advice for readers, she kept it simple. “Get a notebook. Keep it by your bed. See what happens…” If you sit down with Tabitha Parker-Theiss ’26, you’ll quickly realize that art — whether through
Robert Frost famously said: “One who concerns himself with the sound of sense more than the subject is an artist.” What is beyond an artist? What is beyond art? What do you call someone who masterfully weaves words and sounds, and stitches
Last semester, I took a Poetry Workshop led by English Professor Betsy Bolton. We met on Mondays for three hours, and I always dreaded the feedback sessions, unless I was reading my classmates’ work. Of the twelve-or-so students, Foster Hudson’s ’26 work
Elijah Nepomuceno ’28 is a first year student from Philadelphia. Elijah is a prospective double major in philosophy and political science. Elijah loves to write (and sometimes perform) poetry and satire through which concepts of identity, absurdity, and community are explored. Dream