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Notes From
the Editors
Empire of Barbarism
by John Bellamy Foster
and Brett Clark
The New Israel
by Michel
Warschawski
Mayhem in the Medical Marketplace
by David U. Himmelstein
and Steffie Woolhandler
Capital
Punishment Update
by Richard D.
Vogel
Black Radical
Enigma
by Cedric Johnson
Scarcity of What
and for Whom?
by Mark Hudson
Janet E. Aalfs
, poet laureate of Northampton, Massachusetts (2003–2005), is the author
of Reach (Perugia Press, 1999) and Red(self-published, 2001). She
won first prize in the 2004 Boston Herald poetry contest judged by Alice
Quinn of the New Yorker.
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rising up from nothing
in the dark fields of ourselves.
—Linda Hogan
A child disappears
in the rubble, light
from the desert moon
a glittering scrap
of cloth from her mother’s
dress held tight
as she ran. I bend
to pick her up, to cradle
her small body shaken
loose from the world.
In the dream other dreams
shatter and the ground
fails to hold me, nothing
but a blue glow at dusk
and stars falling
in the fields, the moon
floating in black trees
like a voice with no body.
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