Gold Tooth Song for Sally
I found agates again in my dream.
Welcome to Poetry NorthWest
The Picnic
Last Night comes upon an opening where, through cavities in the tree line, the black lake gleams still
Two Poems
She is many. They are one. He says: I am who I am.
Dementia
If I didn’t know any better, I’d say it was a species of flower
Public Poems: On Reading The Selected Poems of Essex Hemphill
“Hemphill bends a live wire through an intimate tone.”
Docudocupoetics: on Erin Marie Lynch’s Removal Acts
“I write this from an unnumbered reread of Removal Acts.”
Interview// “The World Begs for Transcription”: A Conversation with Asa Drake
“I’ve wasted so much time assuming my own strangeness and how I might put others at ease. Whatever ecotone I live in—it is not the uncanny valley. It is a real and human place.”—Asa Drake
2026 James Welch Prize
We are delighted to feature our 2026 James Welch Prize winners and finalists in our online folio.
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