Poets’ Corner

How magnificent the war is! How eager and efficient! Early in the morning it wakes up the sirens and dispatches ambulances to...

When at last the guns were silent, In the graves where children lay The crying passed away, And the dead had stopped their...

A woman’s going to send the drones So ready the covers of your Vogues The food bank lines are now miles long But a woman’s the...

“I’m two with nature”—Woody Allen We fled Woody and the cities in the tie-dyed seventies headed back to the land, man, and fed...

They said I wasn’t smooth enough to beat their sharp machine. That my style was obsolete, that old rags had lost their gleam...

(After Khalil Gibran) 2007 Pity the nation whose people are sheepAnd whose shepherds mislead them Pity the nation whose...

Native American poet John Trudell describes a 1981 protest against nuclear power plant construction in which 1,900 activists were arrested.

The eagle, rather than an imperious symbol of American exceptionalism, is actually a cleansing force that can lead us into peace and beauty.

Poet Carolyn Forche provides a scintillating portrait of one of the many tin-hat despots, products of U.S. militarism and weapons exports.

2017 Heroes’ Voices National Veterans Poetry Contest prize-winning poem about veteran suicide by World War II veteran Jay Wenk.

In this poem, Vietnamese poet Teresa Mei Chuc brings us a voice often muted in America—the young refugee’s.

Poem by Vietnam War veteran W. D. Ehrhart, reprinted from his book Thank You For Your Service: Collected Poems.