One season my stomach shrankfrom staying in bed for monthsso hungry. When bears hibernate, their bodies recycle to stayalive: reabsorbing urine, feces,like a dream each night. In those winter days,my stronger self recededinto that hole we all fear. Dirt from every angle. No onethinks so, but bears do wakein that shadowed cave, shifting to ward …
We are honored to share and celebrate our nominations for this year’s Pushcart Prize Anthology, Best Microfiction, Nina Riggs Poetry Award, PEN/Robert J. Dau Award, and Best Spiritual Literature.
Leslie Lindsay chats with CR contributor Su Cho about her debut poetry collection, The Symmetry of Fish. Juxtaposing Korean and English, ocean and prairie, parent and child, Cho’s poetry, like water, takes an unpredictable path.