Thank you, poetry.
I’m writing this last blog post while looking out the window at my dad’s summer garden, thinking about all the animals and insects and leafy things making things work outside. I’m thinking, too, about all the people who write, read, and perform poems, and how they are everywhere in the world, feeding and tilling and fertilizing and germinating and creating harvest with their words. I hope these three issues of
Poetry have done one or all of those things for you, and I look forward to seeing the work of all other editors, guest and otherwise.