Lost in Translation
Lost in Translation by Julie Sumner Onscreen you are perfected in pixels: laugh lines and blue-green eyes strikingly clear, still there’s...
I Love How
I Love How by Julie Sumner in the West, the earth fashions itself arms, complete with angled elbows and cords of tendons, reaches upward...
The Babylon Willow
The Babylon Willow by Julie Sumner Every tree that weeps is a hybrid of our own hands, grafted to grow into the softened shape of our...
Old Soul
Old Soul by Julie Sumner I have always been old. Before I lost my first tooth I learned to listen, to take the long view of life. I saw...
Julie's Review of LIKE by A.E.Stallings
Like by A. E. Stallings Farrar, Straus, & Giroux 2018 There’s just a whole lot to love about this particular book of poems by A. E....
Nashville Sunday Night by Julie Sumner
Coke-can red and center stage, the twelve-string electric guitar shined, impatient for its player to take the stage. Smoke eddied...
Why This is Worth It.
Is all of this really necessary? This frittering over words, this endless search for metaphor and meaning in what is by and large the...