The Lesson of Caroline Up and down and side to side she sprints without fatigue. The match can last for hours; the Dane will scarcely shine a bead of sweat or fail to stretch and meet the ball right on the sweet spot. With those metronomic swings, Wozniacki can wear down the stalwart...
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Is there anything better than May in Canada? The NHL playoffs are in full bloom, the patios are open, clothing is shed, parks are green, the sun shines. I would marry May in Canada if it was socially acceptable. Or at least have a torrid affair with it. The kind of torrid affair that...
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AS PART OF THE O, MIAMI POETRY FESTIVAL we are proud to have again partnered with Annik Adey-Babinski, as well as Eliza Struthers-Jobin, to extend last year’s Olympics initiative O, Sport! The collaboration brings poetry to sporting events that occur in Miami-Dade County in April 2013. The Barn passed along, with the blessing of our contributors, a few pieces...
Read more →AS PART OF THE O, MIAMI POETRY FESTIVAL we are proud to have again partnered with Annik Adey-Babinski, as well as Eliza Struthers-Jobin, to extend last year’s Olympics initiative O, Sport! The collaboration brings poetry to sporting events that occur in Miami-Dade County in April 2013. The Barn passed along, with the blessing of our contributors, a few pieces...
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I have a set of daggers for farmland made sacred, towns obsessed with the exploits of their children, cities powerless to pour gasoline on wheat fields of retrogress, blaming the horse for her broken fetlock— I celebrate the jockey who says, Shoot me too. I was the one riding her. He locked on her...
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The victorious wrestler is an oiled rhinoceros in a green Speedo, stomping the ground with his delicate feet. His funeral barge arms are ceremonially poised above the golden sheaves of his mullet, shorn and curled like an offering in a rite of vegetative fertility. His muscles are burial mounds beneath the roiling prairie...
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