The Fourth River

Tributaries, The New Nature: “Welcome to the Heat”

By on November 29, 2017

Selected by Ira Sukrungruang   By Adriana  Páramo   I landed in Kuwait in the summer of 1996. As soon as I stepped out of the plane, a violent searing puff of sand hit my face, fogged up my glasses,

Tributaries, The New Nature: Five Poems by Kerry James Evans

By on November 22, 2017

selected by Ira Sukrungruang   Pigeon I am always between where and when I should be. Like a pigeon with one wing and half a foot, I lean too much, fall into my dinner, when all I meant to do

Tributaries, The New Nature: “Bubble”

By on November 15, 2017

Selected by Ira Sukrungruang and excerpted from Later: A Memoir of Provincetown   By Paul Lisicky   Summer is as wonderful as it is awful. Week by week, though June, the crowd builds. Then it is always busy, always a

Tributaries, The New Nature: “107 Nekoma Drive”

By on November 8, 2017

  Selected by Ira Sukrungruang By Jenna Bazzell     ** Jenna Bazzell holds an MFA from Southern Illinois University-Carbondale. Currently, she is semi-finalist for the 2017 Miller Williams Poetry Prize for the University of Arkansas Press. She won the

Tributaries, The New Nature: “Balance”

By on November 2, 2017

Selected by Ira Sukrungruang   By Margaux Griffith     ** Margaux Griffith earned an MFA in Poetry at Oklahoma State University. She won the 2012 Anderbo Poetry Prize for her poem “Apple Galette” as well as the 2015 Blue

Tributaries, The New Nature: Three Poems by Caitlin Scarano

By on October 25, 2017

Selected by Ira Sukrungruang   Calf I am driving by a field. Mountains crusted with a gold decay surround me. My mother called yesterday; they finally have a diagnosis. In the field, I notice a cow on her side, a

Tributaries, The New Nature: “When the World Doesn’t See You But You See (and Feel) the World”

By on October 18, 2017

 Selected by Ira Sukrungruang   By Rochelle Spencer   Six months ago, I sent out an email, with the subject line “Earth Day and People of Color,” to more than a dozen media outlets. “There’s a myth,” I wrote, “that

Tributaries, The New Nature: “My Dream about Being Loved”

By on October 11, 2017

Selected by Ira Sukrungruang   By Marney Rathbun   I think they are wolves, or One is a coyote, the leaner grey one, And the other a wolf, broad As a table, with blue back fur. The street is unlit

Announcing Tributaries: The New Nature

By on September 1, 2017

A year ago we launched Tributaries, a weekly web series that “showcases the brief and the inspiring, that which sustains us and takes us through unexpected courses.” We’re proud of the work that has found its way onto our front