Spring’s wet breath is lifting life out of the soil, and we can’t wait to get out and splash in a puddle or two. Here’s a poem from our March/April 2009 Continue reading →

Winter’s here in the northern hemisphere, and as we pull on our gloves and fire up the wood stove, the planet spins itself, slowly, steadily, back into the light. We wish Continue reading →

Here’s a line from Janice N. Harrington’s poem in the September/October issue of Orion we won’t soon forget: “Broken, rubbed between two fingers / you linger like nostalgia, regret, grief.” Sharp, Continue reading →

Below, a spare poem by David Lee, from the November/December 2007 issue of Orion, to leave you with an image for Thanksgiving. And if you are curious about Leviticus 7: 12-15, Continue reading →

Fall is the season of nostalgia and memory. The sound of leaves skittering over the sidewalk, the sharp, sweet smell of fallen apples, insects singing at a trembling peak—a poignancy wells Continue reading →