Tag: news poem

Dear readers, You may have noticed The Independent's occasional departure from straight news into postings with stanzas and without punctuation. We call those news poems,...

Reader Alan Gilbert sent us this poem in response to the tragic shooting in Orlando on Sunday. Check out more of our long-dormant News...

  [soundcloud url="https://api.soundcloud.com/tracks/196355083" params="auto_play=false&hide_related=false&show_comments=true&show_user=true&show_reposts=false&visual=true" width="100%" height="250" iframe="true" /]   "I wrote this poem in Denver, CO, in the summer of 2013, when the story broke in the...

Saying: Do you need anybody?

And you were never a child, correct?

A two-year-old child survived by clinging to a ladder.

The weathermen say they won’t / name hurricanes after ladies anymore ...

The brain leaves us / wracked by nostalgic gifts.

The MCA café has quite a view across the Central Platte Valley bridges, arching like white, wispy bones of cranes repairing connections time has broken, bringing people back forsaken land gorged by this century’s vision of city.