Dore Kiesselbach’s first collection Salt Pier (Pittsburgh, 2012) won the Agnes Lynch Starrett prize and contains work selected for Britain’s Bridport Prize and the Poetry Society of America’s Robert H. Winner Memorial Award. His writing has appeared in Agni, Field, Plume and other magazines.
The semi’s aerial knocks a rising thrush back down to roadside shrubs it startled from. You hit the brakes on impulse, pull over, ply the green for breath, not half- knowing what you’re looking for where grasses lean like shadows from the earth. Soon it’s lusher than the balance of the best life left to you. Scratched up by your… Read more →
A scream evolved to scrape DNA, low to the ground and right against the foundation. You know you should investigate but tangled in blankets sink back to sleep. When the snow melts, you’ll find North America’s only marsupial turned inside out at the top of her range. Not hibernators, they unkink themselves from culverts and come looking for a meal…. Read more →