18 May My Name by Irene Sipos
My name means peace,
after Irene, the Greek goddess.
Read "My Name" by Irene Sipos.
after Irene, the Greek goddess.
11 May Taking Dictation by Brandel France de Bravo
I’m Berlusconi minus the pomade, Putin’s twenty bottles
of vodka and birthday mash note. You’re one of my five
real friends. Just as a poet always writes for other poets,
Read "Taking Dictation" by Brandel France de Bravo.
of vodka and birthday mash note. You’re one of my five
real friends. Just as a poet always writes for other poets,
04 May Two poems by Peter Siedlecki
Arrested,
Apprehended,
Disappeared,
Severed from those he loves.
Read two poems by Peter Siedlecki.
Apprehended,
Disappeared,
Severed from those he loves.
01 May BABEL with James McBride
On April 30, 2025, our season concluded with a visit from esteemed author James McBride, author of The Heaven & Earth Grocery Store.
27 Apr Wounded by George Howell
I take things too seriously,
take things to heart,
a cliché, yes
Read "Wounded" by George Howell.
take things to heart,
a cliché, yes
20 Apr Origin Story by Steven Duong
In the Year of the Hare I saw in your face
an invasive species of love which said
If this is how you live your life
Read "Origin Story" by Steven Duong.
an invasive species of love which said
If this is how you live your life
14 Apr Announcing the 2025 JBLC Poetry Fellow
We are thrilled to announce the winner of the 2025 Poetry Fellowship: Nabila Lovelace of Tuscaloosa, Alabama. Their first book Sons of Achilles is available from YesYes Books. Lovelace will visit Buffalo this August for a writing residency and read at the August 30 Silo City Reading Series event.
13 Apr A sonnet by David Hadbawnik
The ice on the lake is melting in broad
pockmarked sections aesthetically it’s
pleasing to imagine stepping out on
Read "A sonnet" by David Hadbawnik.
pockmarked sections aesthetically it’s
pleasing to imagine stepping out on
06 Apr Why This Haunted Middle and Door Hung with Haunted Girl Bones by Hoa Nguyen
When I feel moved and then say I am touched,
it’s another presence inside me I sense,
the dip of an oar, a canoe being launched.
Read "Why This Haunted Middle and Door Hung with Haunted Girl Bones" by Hoa Nguyen.
it’s another presence inside me I sense,
the dip of an oar, a canoe being launched.
30 Mar TOUCHED by Molly Peacock
When I feel moved and then say I am touched,
it’s another presence inside me I sense,
the dip of an oar, a canoe being launched.
Read "Touched" by Molly Peacock.
it’s another presence inside me I sense,
the dip of an oar, a canoe being launched.