Tag Archive for: Poetry

NPS photo by Emily Brouwer

Faculty Member Marianne Boruch has published two poems: “I Saw A House, A Field” in The New Yorker and “Pieces on the Ground” in Poetry.

I Saw A House, A Field 

Most of the rooms muted by cold,
and the furniture there
with its human chill under vast drapes
of plastic for the season—

Because eventually we are
an austerity, walking room to room
enamored and saddened, all the crazy variations
of bed and table, clocks,
books on a shelf, foreign harbors etched
some yesterday, framed for a wall.
And the effrontery of windows assuming
how lovely out, a certainty
of lawn and woods, distance on a road, voices
that in summer drift up and move away.

[…continue reading “I Saw A House, A Field” in The New Yorker]

Pieces on the Ground

I gave up the pencil, the walk in woods, the fog
     at dawn, a keyhole I lost an eye to.

And the habit of early, of acorn into oak—
      bent   tangled   choked because of ache or greed,
      or lousy light deemed it so.

So what. Give up that so what.

O fellow addicts of the arch and the tragic, give up
     the thousand-pound if and when too.
     Give up whatever made the bed or unmade it.

[…continue reading “Pieces on the Ground” in Poetry]

Sarah Audsley (poetry ’19) interviewed by Abby Macgregor in The Massachusetts Review

Tell us about one of the first pieces you wrote.
I started writing poetry in my childhood bedroom in the log cabin-house my father built. I remember making things up on the page and writing letters to my imagined biological parents in my pink marbled journal. In high school, I wrote poems, looking back on it now, as a way to process my parents’ eventual divorce, and to channel all that teenage angst and rage. It was not until I turned 29 that I started writing again, and taking it seriously. Naively, I had no idea that this literary landscape existed, and I didn’t even know there was such a thing as an MFA.

What writer(s) or works have influenced the way you write now?
My teachers and mentors at the MFA Program for Writers at Warren Wilson College: Brooks Haxton, Daniel Tobin, C. Dale Young, Christine Kitano, and Sally Keith.

Also: Maudelle Driskell and Martha Rhodes. I would be nothing without Ellen Bryant Voigt and Debra Allbery. And to Mary Oliver, my gateway drug, to whom I’ll always be grateful.

[…continue reading the interview]

Tiana Nobile (poetry '17)
“/ˈməT͟Hər/” by Tiana Nobile (poetry ’17), published by Guernica.

Tiana Nobile (poetry ’17) reads her poem “/ˈməT͟Hər/”


We tend to our roles like we tend to a fire,
poking the coals with the blazing tip of an iron.

The head of a woman occasionally produces more heads.
The body of a woman is the source of all our breaths.

See Also: The naming of riverbanks.
See Also: Nature’s tendency to cleave.

[…continue reading “/ˈməT͟Hər/“]

“Elegy Ending with a Cell Door Closing” written and spoken by Dwayne Betts (poetry ’10), illustrated and animated by Louisa Bertman

An excerpt from “[let the patient describe a door]” by Jennifer Sperry Steinorth (poetry ’15), published in ANMLY.

[let the patient describe a door]

[ let the patient describe a door ]
in the dark I am not going to
I do not know if I am going to
I am certainly not going to lay
down I will have to pull back
the blanket I pulled back of
course I would not say yes of
course the blanket was tightly
pressed between the mattress &
the boxspring such is the weight
of a mattress a spring a spring

[…continue reading “[let the patient describe a door]”]