Sara Teasdale was a bestseller in her day and a major influence on Sylvia Plath. Today she’s rarely read. This National Poetry Month, we’ve digitized the eighteen poems she published in TYR, with an essay by Maggie Millner.
Former Odeon Cinema, Morecambe - William Calder Robson for Harry Weedon and Partners, 1937 Image © Philip Butler
Odeon Cinema, Morecambe - William Calder Robson for Harry Weedon and Partners, 1937 Image © John Maltby
NEWS: The former Odeon Cinema in Morecambe (1937), now a hardware and bathroom supply shop, has been Grade II listed following support from C20 Society.
The Streamlined Moderne style cinema was one of 7 designed for Odeon by architect William Calder Robson; 3 of which survive, all are now listed.
Forces of Nature! McCoy Tyner / Joe Henderson / Henry Grimes / Jack DeJohnette Live at Slugs'
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A group of Lebanese Americans have announced that they will sue the US administration over the destruction of their homes from Israel’s war in southern Lebanon:
So you understand why Trump wanted Ellison to control #TikTok and Dina McCormick to head #META. You can read and share this without a subscription.
The A.I.-generated fake influencers have surged on TikTok, Instagram, Facebook & YouTube to hook conservative voters.
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“I am not a synesthete, yet I often perceive Tippit’s paintings through multiple senses. It’s a strange feeling but true to my experience in encountering open forms . . .”
—“The Rose Is Obsolete,” an essay on artist Alice Tippit by @simpsome.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/the-ros...
“There were paintings on the huge ceiling, of men and women in robes, shepherds and sheep, men holding sticks with a curve at the top, and clouds and fires and skies. The men looked angry.”
—“The Children Everywhere, Asleep” by Paul Cody. Art by Shanna Zentner. evergreenreview.com/read/the-chi...
“you pictured yourself
crossing the river
linking agadaz to reality
as your eyes play the tape
of fishermen netting
dead bodies out of the river. . .”
Up now: “agadaz: the river/ the dead bodies” and two more poems by Zaynab Iliyasu Bobi. Art by Lauren Drescher. evergreenreview.com/read/medusa-...
“Stan went inside, the sharp night air giving way to the fug of sweat and cigarette smoke, and spotted his four bandmates at the far end of the room, packing up their gear under two giant, hand-painted signs . . .”
—“Neighbor” by James Rickman. Art by Laura Bruce. evergreenreview.com/read/neighbor/
“A decade had passed since you’d returned to Dublin. I walked past the hardware store, still in business, a miracle, standing on what had once been our corner. I sent you a phone pic. Seconds later, you replied.”
—“Valentine’s Day” by @joyamina.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/valenti...
"the book speaks not just to gay male experience but to how queer life renews a curiosity about the constructed nature of the self generally."
Eric Dean Wilson on Robert Glück's Jack the Modernist
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“In the aftermath of 2024’s bitterly divisive presidential election, the people of New Jersey looked to the skies for answers. What they saw made national news: drones the size of SUVs.”
—“It Came From West Virginia” by Ann Lewinson. Art by @onwasow.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/it-came...
Fantastic review-essay of THE SAUCERIAN in the @evergreenreview.bsky.social :
"So was Barker a trickster? A folklorist of the space age? Had Barker, in the Men in Black, created what Mckee calls “a metanarrative monster . . . from which he could not escape”?"
evergreenreview.com/read/it-came...
For what it's worth, watching how they handled the war Iran, I am a lot less confident in their ability to rig the midterms.
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My latest very short story is up on @evergreenreview
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I guess I processed everything through writing long before I considered myself to be a writer.
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Link below and in bio.
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“I came late to the works of Robert Glück, looking for good gay sex. Who writes it well? I could pretend I was merely horny, but in truth I needed guidance . . . . ”
—“The Sex We Need: On Reading Robert Glück in 2026” by Eric Dean Wilson. Art by Dean Sameshima. evergreenreview.com/read/the-sex...
ICYMI: our editor-in-chief @dalepeck.bsky.social has a nonfiction/memoir piece up in the new issue of @yalereview.bsky.social! 🐶💔 yalereview.org/article/dale...
“On the inauguration days of John Kennedy and Zohran Mamdani, January brought clear and cold; in 1961, Robert Frost was the poet invited, who at eighty-six had trouble reading the paper he held. . .”
Up now: “Inaugurations in the life” by @sgardinier.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/inaugur...
“A cartographer measures
the course of a river snaking its way
downstream. The border between my land
and yours is harder, more distinct on paper
than seen on the earth...”
—“Poem for All the Times You Wanted a Straight Answer” by Shou Jie Eng. Art by Matt Lipps. evergreenreview.com/read/poem-fo...
“This is the revolution—not a bang,
but a tendril.
A fracture in the planned city,
a tiny, persistent mouth
saying no
to the cement-gray certainty
of everything. . . . ”
—“Ode to a Cracked Pavement” and two more poems by Aisha Khalid. Art by Ben Kendall. evergreenreview.com/read/night-s...
“For hundreds of years the central symbol of the Masonic fraternity has been a capital letter ‘G’ circumscribed by an overlapping square and compass. . .The meaning of the letter ‘G’ is open to interpretation.”
—“One Nation Under G.” by @robertguffey.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/one-nat...
“Besides, it works. Whatever rustic burrs
It sands to flatness, whatever bends or blue notes
It smooths to croony harmony, it works.
It works. It simplifies the subtle problem . . .”
—“Cure-All, End-All” and more poems by Stephen Kampa. Art by Mickey Aloisio. evergreenreview.com/read/cure-al...
This 1959 picture of my mom is from her Harlem modeling days. As a kid I used to see this photo on mom's dresser and it became one of my visual aids when writing the short "Frankie Five Hundred" for @evergreenreview.bsky.social evergreenreview.com/read/frankie...
“My honey is blood
and my meat is bone.
The wilderness is in me.
I wander through its hedges,
over the sloping hills
through the meandering rivers . . . .”
Up now: “THE BOOK OF CAIN” and two more poems by Adesiyan Oluwapelumi. Art by Rosanna Bruno. evergreenreview.com/read/the-boo...
“The sun was up, and it was hot, especially in this black suit I had on. A soft, hesitant breeze blew from the direction of the other clusters of funerals, it being a Saturday in KwaMashu.”
—“Solo,” a novel-in-progress excerpt by Mandla Langa. Art by Betty Blayton. evergreenreview.com/read/solo/
“Whole, each wedge snug
in the thick, gleaming skin,
every segment buttressed
and bounded by kin.
Held close, cheek to cheek,
then peeled and torn?
Touch-grown, together-fed—
of course they mourn.”
—“Orange” and more poems by Angie Hexum. Art by Ashley James. evergreenreview.com/read/orange-...
“Big George and George look for birds to tell them where the fishing is good and then the other fisherman look to Big George and George.”
Up now: “I’m with the Fish” by Daniel Goulden. Art by @peteredlund.bsky.social. evergreenreview.com/read/im-with...
“The construction work came to an end. From the outside, it was clear that two distinct times had come together. The smooth plastered walls of the old house blending with the clean lines of the new structure.”
—“Embers” by Cynthia Abdallah. Art by Cindy Rehm. evergreenreview.com/read/embers/