So many of my friends and family are tumbling about and getting injured (myself included) that I felt that I should write a cheerful poem on the subject. I’ve named it Mercy.

A graduate of the Iowa Writers' Workshop in the mid-'60s, Dubie has spent the last few decades ensconced at Arizona State. The clean, Stevensian, surreal declaration that has served as jumping-off ...

'I believe that you accepted this fate in the hope that someday, we, the people, learn not to accept a fate that isn't ours' The poem below was written for Mary Jane Veloso, a Filipina on Indonesian ...