Upon Retirement Jessica Walsh Tumble shine my bones, articulate me in the anatomy lab where all who used my name may scrape wrist and rib seek heart shell smell ghosted marrow tap my sternum as if to listen for my permission thrumming low down bones steer my jaw around what
Celebrating our recent Submittable subscription (which means we can now take submissions on line (and that we once again haz accessible), NDQ is now accepting submissions for the first Dakota Access Poetry Prize (DAPP). This prize is in line with our forthcoming collection of essays on the humanities in the age of austerity. To
On Thursday April 12, Western Carolina University partnered with indigenous poets from North Carolina and Mexico to host a Transnational Indigenous Poetry event. WCU welcomed Kimberly L Becker, a poet of mixed Cherokee, Celtic, and Teutonic descent, and was joined through video calling with the Tsotsil Maya Collective Snichimal Vayuchil.
As Venus Stations Retrograde Wendy Chin-Tanner silver moon sliver spoon kindness of slow summer dawn who blooms unfurling susurrus shredding night shedding darkness rising up she stares at mother’s face great dark sky her skin flecked with stars ~ Wendy Chin-Tanner is the author of the poetry collection Turn (Sibling
Filigree Wendy Chin-Tanner Orion’s bright daughter Capella visible now Chiron’s in Pisces full circle of winter stars again circling it will not stop breath of wood leaf rot rock the rushing water cold wisps of day light cobwebs in her hair ~ Wendy Chin-Tanner is the author of the poetry
Last fall, Snichimal Vayuchil or Flowery Dream, a collection of translated Tsotsil Mayan poems edited and translated by Paul Worley became the first North Dakota Quarterly Supplement. The plan was for it to be a digital download, but after the success of download, we decided to expand the content a bit and include
Last month, Paul Worley, whose translated volume of Tsotsil Mayan poetry was released as a North Dakota Quarterly supplement contributed a translation of Martín Tonalmeyotl’s “The Train” to well-known literary translation site, Asymptote. As the U.S. continues to wrestle with borders, immigration, and immigrants the act of translation becomes a particularly
Late last month, Don Poochigian died. He was a long-time faculty member at the University of North Dakota and served on the board of North Dakota Quarterly in the late 1970s (where his name was frequently misspelled Donald “Poochigan”). He contributed an article to NDQ 48.2 (Spring 1980) titled “A Defense of Sovereignty,” and
A Spot of Body, Without Blood (appeared in NDQ 84.1/2) Bibhu Padhi A body lies on a road in the north, under fog and winter. A hazy picture of mice scampering away onto the road from under its thin sheet of helplessness, is all there is, except a sheer white
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