In early January, the poet and soldier Maksym Kryvtsov published a new verse that captured the violence of Russia’s invasion and the cost of Ukraine’s resistance. “My severed arms/Will sprout as ...

When the cold optics of domination are left unchallenged, the dead die twice. The cruel euphemism of profit and the genocidal language of extermination meet their answer in Daniel Borzutzky’s “Poem ...

This is an edition of Time-Travel Thursdays, a journey through The Atlantic’s archives to contextualize the present and surface delightful treasures. Sign up here. Early-career poetry poses ...

Poetry is the meeting point of parallel lines—in infinity, but also in the here and now. It is where the patent and incontrovertible intersects with the ineffable and incommensurable. It can be as ...