A neighbor called, said two guys left, their families are so sad. They weren't that old their kinfolk said, they're missed, families feel bad. Another friend lost a brother, who didn't live nearby.

April is National Poetry Month. In the midst of a pandemic, this year’s celebrations have either been suspended, or the organizers have become more creative in their planning. Where most towns across ...

A tear. Then tears. Then nothing. Then tears. This is how people grieve when they’re alone. It might last for a day, month, or many years. Feelings might be hidden or slightly shown. They cry even for ...

Young (Dear Darkness) is not only a prolific and acclaimed poet, but also the editor of several anthologies of poems, by African-American poets, inspired by the blues and jazz, and from the body of ...

The idea for my book, The Last Poem, started while I was listening. At an event hosted for me in New York, people had gathered for a casual afternoon, less sit-down, more mingle. Small clusters of ...

My bottom line is this: there is no one right way to grieve. And when grief comes to town, there is no point in telling it what to do. Grief arrives with its own agenda. Sometimes grief crashes ...

"Time Is a Mother" is Ocean Vuong's second collection of poems being released this week. A winner of major literary prizes and a MacArthur Fellowship, Vuong searches for life among the aftershocks of ...

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