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🫐 new poem in the yale review 🫐
"I had fallen in love with the past
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Chen Chen: “Tale of the Blueberries”
A poem by Chen Chen: “I needed a cold book for the warm weather.”
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February 7, 2026 at 5:26 PM
🫐 new poem in the yale review 🫐
"My family’s blueberry farm—it sounded like a setting
in a book, a warm book in which anything could happen
or a cold book in which only one thing must happen."
—Chen Chen, "Tale of the Blueberries"
in a book, a warm book in which anything could happen
or a cold book in which only one thing must happen."
—Chen Chen, "Tale of the Blueberries"
Chen Chen: “Tale of the Blueberries”
A poem by Chen Chen: “I needed a cold book for the warm weather.”
yalereview.org
February 4, 2026 at 7:56 PM
"My family’s blueberry farm—it sounded like a setting
in a book, a warm book in which anything could happen
or a cold book in which only one thing must happen."
—Chen Chen, "Tale of the Blueberries"
in a book, a warm book in which anything could happen
or a cold book in which only one thing must happen."
—Chen Chen, "Tale of the Blueberries"
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I can’t hardly stand it this is so light footed and melancholic. All I want to do today is read it. Thank you @chenchenwrites.bsky.social.
"I had fallen in love with the past
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Chen Chen: “Tale of the Blueberries”
A poem by Chen Chen: “I needed a cold book for the warm weather.”
yalereview.org
February 4, 2026 at 2:08 PM
I can’t hardly stand it this is so light footed and melancholic. All I want to do today is read it. Thank you @chenchenwrites.bsky.social.
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Beautiful, sad and sweet, by @chenchenwrites.bsky.social in @yalereview.bsky.social 🫐
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February 4, 2026 at 1:54 PM
Beautiful, sad and sweet, by @chenchenwrites.bsky.social in @yalereview.bsky.social 🫐
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"I had fallen in love with the past
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Chen Chen: “Tale of the Blueberries”
A poem by Chen Chen: “I needed a cold book for the warm weather.”
yalereview.org
February 4, 2026 at 1:43 PM
"I had fallen in love with the past
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
tense, wishing I could always speak in it & end
most of my verbs with a firmness that felt
like clarity. But
that was no way to order an iced mocha."
From "Tale of the Blueberries" by Chen Chen, TYR's Poem of the Week:
This Wednesday!
Join us at McNally Jackson Seaport on Wednesday, February 4 for a reading and conversation with Jonathan Gleason and @meghanor.bsky.social, in celebration of FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL, the winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize.
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
February 2, 2026 at 7:20 PM
This Wednesday!
"They had visions but didn’t see the data centers and the ICE raids coming
The voices they heard in the air were not in the language they had learned
They felt like they were being followed"
—Kirk Wilson, "The Middle Ages"
The voices they heard in the air were not in the language they had learned
They felt like they were being followed"
—Kirk Wilson, "The Middle Ages"
Kirk Wilson: “The Middle Ages”
A poem by Kirk Wilson: “In the Middle Ages people went looking for the center of things”
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January 30, 2026 at 7:56 PM
"They had visions but didn’t see the data centers and the ICE raids coming
The voices they heard in the air were not in the language they had learned
They felt like they were being followed"
—Kirk Wilson, "The Middle Ages"
The voices they heard in the air were not in the language they had learned
They felt like they were being followed"
—Kirk Wilson, "The Middle Ages"
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January 28, 2026 at 4:56 PM
Coming soon. Our Spring 2026 Issue. Subscribe by February 5 to receive your copy: shop.yalereview.org/products/the...
"In the Middle Ages people went looking for the center of things
Sometimes it seemed they could almost see it
Sometimes it came at them from a crazy angle and it scared them"
From "The Middle Ages" by Kirk Wilson, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Sometimes it seemed they could almost see it
Sometimes it came at them from a crazy angle and it scared them"
From "The Middle Ages" by Kirk Wilson, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Kirk Wilson: “The Middle Ages”
A poem by Kirk Wilson: “In the Middle Ages people went looking for the center of things”
yalereview.org
January 28, 2026 at 1:43 PM
"In the Middle Ages people went looking for the center of things
Sometimes it seemed they could almost see it
Sometimes it came at them from a crazy angle and it scared them"
From "The Middle Ages" by Kirk Wilson, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Sometimes it seemed they could almost see it
Sometimes it came at them from a crazy angle and it scared them"
From "The Middle Ages" by Kirk Wilson, TYR's Poem of the Week:
⭐️ Happy pub day to Jonathan Gleason! FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL, the inaugural winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize, is out today from @yalepress.bsky.social ⭐️
January 27, 2026 at 6:28 PM
⭐️ Happy pub day to Jonathan Gleason! FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL, the inaugural winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize, is out today from @yalepress.bsky.social ⭐️
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Thx so much to Maggie Millner and everyone at @yalereview.bsky.social !
For Carl Phillips, writing poems began as an act of necessity—as a way to stay alive. In TYR today, Phillips looks back at his debut collection. yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
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January 26, 2026 at 6:09 PM
Thx so much to Maggie Millner and everyone at @yalereview.bsky.social !
"I’ve often said that my first book outed me; maybe it’s truer to say that the poems were a way for me to write myself into a space where queerness was simply a fact, not a condemnation, not a reason to die." —@cphillipspoet.bsky.social yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
yalereview.org
January 26, 2026 at 5:05 PM
"I’ve often said that my first book outed me; maybe it’s truer to say that the poems were a way for me to write myself into a space where queerness was simply a fact, not a condemnation, not a reason to die." —@cphillipspoet.bsky.social yalereview.org/article/carl...
For Carl Phillips, writing poems began as an act of necessity—as a way to stay alive. In TYR today, Phillips looks back at his debut collection. yalereview.org/article/carl...
Carl Phillips: “My First Book Outed Me”
While writing my debut collection of poems, I discovered both my queerness and my calling as a poet.
yalereview.org
January 26, 2026 at 2:35 PM
For Carl Phillips, writing poems began as an act of necessity—as a way to stay alive. In TYR today, Phillips looks back at his debut collection. yalereview.org/article/carl...
"A place for everything and everything
so pretty! Whatever condition
you find yourself in, however untidy
the closet, here’s a solution."
From "Real Simple" by Donna Masini, TYR's Poem of the Week:
so pretty! Whatever condition
you find yourself in, however untidy
the closet, here’s a solution."
From "Real Simple" by Donna Masini, TYR's Poem of the Week:
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January 21, 2026 at 1:43 PM
"A place for everything and everything
so pretty! Whatever condition
you find yourself in, however untidy
the closet, here’s a solution."
From "Real Simple" by Donna Masini, TYR's Poem of the Week:
so pretty! Whatever condition
you find yourself in, however untidy
the closet, here’s a solution."
From "Real Simple" by Donna Masini, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Audley “Queen Mother” Moore’s “left-wing nationalism profoundly shaped her conception of reparations,” Robin D. G. Kelley writes in our Essay of the Week, “she saw it not as an end in itself but a means to achieve self-determination for the race."
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January 19, 2026 at 5:05 PM
Audley “Queen Mother” Moore’s “left-wing nationalism profoundly shaped her conception of reparations,” Robin D. G. Kelley writes in our Essay of the Week, “she saw it not as an end in itself but a means to achieve self-determination for the race."
When patients died under Dr. William Husel’s treatment, the subsequent trial turned on a single question: did care become harm? Jonathan Gleason considers the moral uncertainty built into end-of-life medicine.
Jonathan Gleason: An Excerpt from “Field Guide to Falling Ill”
An Ohio murder trial causes a writer to question what makes a good death.
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January 19, 2026 at 3:04 PM
When patients died under Dr. William Husel’s treatment, the subsequent trial turned on a single question: did care become harm? Jonathan Gleason considers the moral uncertainty built into end-of-life medicine.
Reparations have become a mainstream part of American political debate. One of the movement’s early architects, however, has largely disappeared from popular history. In our Essay of the Week, Robin D. G. Kelley recovers the vision of “Queen Mother” Moore. yalereview.org/article/robi...
Robin D. G. Kelley: “The Forgotten Visionary of Reparations”
Audley “Queen Mother” Moore called for liberation, not just compensation.
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January 19, 2026 at 1:21 PM
Reparations have become a mainstream part of American political debate. One of the movement’s early architects, however, has largely disappeared from popular history. In our Essay of the Week, Robin D. G. Kelley recovers the vision of “Queen Mother” Moore. yalereview.org/article/robi...
"The craggy mountain
looked like Jebel Quruntul,
where the devil tempted Jesus
for forty days and forty nights.
Throw yourself down, the devil said,
and see if angels catch you."
—Edward Salem, "Joan of Arc"
looked like Jebel Quruntul,
where the devil tempted Jesus
for forty days and forty nights.
Throw yourself down, the devil said,
and see if angels catch you."
—Edward Salem, "Joan of Arc"
yalereview.org
January 16, 2026 at 7:56 PM
"The craggy mountain
looked like Jebel Quruntul,
where the devil tempted Jesus
for forty days and forty nights.
Throw yourself down, the devil said,
and see if angels catch you."
—Edward Salem, "Joan of Arc"
looked like Jebel Quruntul,
where the devil tempted Jesus
for forty days and forty nights.
Throw yourself down, the devil said,
and see if angels catch you."
—Edward Salem, "Joan of Arc"
Join us at McNally Jackson Seaport on Wednesday, February 4 for a reading and conversation with Jonathan Gleason and @meghanor.bsky.social, in celebration of FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL, the winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize.
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
January 15, 2026 at 9:47 PM
Join us at McNally Jackson Seaport on Wednesday, February 4 for a reading and conversation with Jonathan Gleason and @meghanor.bsky.social, in celebration of FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL, the winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize.
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
RSVP: www.mcnallyjackson.com/event/jonath...
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"In 2019, Husel was accused of prescribing fatal doses of fentanyl to critically ill patients in one of the largest homicide cases in Ohio history." —Jonathan Gleason for
@yalereview.bsky.social
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@yalereview.bsky.social
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Jonathan Gleason: An Excerpt from “Field Guide to Falling Ill”
An Ohio murder trial causes a writer to question what makes a good death.
yalereview.org
January 15, 2026 at 6:19 PM
"In 2019, Husel was accused of prescribing fatal doses of fentanyl to critically ill patients in one of the largest homicide cases in Ohio history." —Jonathan Gleason for
@yalereview.bsky.social
yalereview.org/article/jona...
@yalereview.bsky.social
yalereview.org/article/jona...
"Once, I asked a bald Palestinian
woman to stand inside an empty
dumpster and pretend to be
Joan of Arc set on fire."
From "Joan of Arc" by Edward Salem, TYR's Poem of the Week:
woman to stand inside an empty
dumpster and pretend to be
Joan of Arc set on fire."
From "Joan of Arc" by Edward Salem, TYR's Poem of the Week:
Edward Salem: “Joan of Arc”
A poem by Edward Salem: “Once, I asked a bald Palestinian / woman to stand inside an empty / dumpster and pretend to be / Joan of Arc set on fire.”
yalereview.org
January 14, 2026 at 1:43 PM
"Once, I asked a bald Palestinian
woman to stand inside an empty
dumpster and pretend to be
Joan of Arc set on fire."
From "Joan of Arc" by Edward Salem, TYR's Poem of the Week:
woman to stand inside an empty
dumpster and pretend to be
Joan of Arc set on fire."
From "Joan of Arc" by Edward Salem, TYR's Poem of the Week:
In a starred review, Publishers Weekly calls Jonathan Gleason’s FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL “a triumph.” Today in The Yale Review: an excerpt from the book, winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize. yalereview.org/article/jona...
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January 13, 2026 at 1:43 PM
In a starred review, Publishers Weekly calls Jonathan Gleason’s FIELD GUIDE TO FALLING ILL “a triumph.” Today in The Yale Review: an excerpt from the book, winner of the Yale Nonfiction Book Prize. yalereview.org/article/jona...
"Pearly
everlasting waits to be
dried, troubling the line
between plant and bloom, vased,
its blossoms splaying palely,
metonyms for other loss."
From "Pearly Everlasting" by Alissa Quart, TYR's Poem of the Week:
everlasting waits to be
dried, troubling the line
between plant and bloom, vased,
its blossoms splaying palely,
metonyms for other loss."
From "Pearly Everlasting" by Alissa Quart, TYR's Poem of the Week:
yalereview.org
January 7, 2026 at 1:43 PM
"Pearly
everlasting waits to be
dried, troubling the line
between plant and bloom, vased,
its blossoms splaying palely,
metonyms for other loss."
From "Pearly Everlasting" by Alissa Quart, TYR's Poem of the Week:
everlasting waits to be
dried, troubling the line
between plant and bloom, vased,
its blossoms splaying palely,
metonyms for other loss."
From "Pearly Everlasting" by Alissa Quart, TYR's Poem of the Week:
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"A few years ago, I started to feel embarrassed to call myself a poet without truly knowing Heaney’s poetry. I resolved to read him, and to read him comprehensively." —Elisa Gonzalez for @yalereview.bsky.social
Elisa Gonzalez: “Searching for Seamus Heaney"
What I found when I resolved to read the poet's work.
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January 2, 2026 at 5:35 PM
"A few years ago, I started to feel embarrassed to call myself a poet without truly knowing Heaney’s poetry. I resolved to read him, and to read him comprehensively." —Elisa Gonzalez for @yalereview.bsky.social
"She had never had trouble socializing, not even in new situations. She would have said she was good at it—adept at small talk, able as anyone to mingle and schmooze. But starting about a year ago, she had become a different person." —Sigrid Nunez, "New Year's Story"
Sigrid Nunez: “New Year's Story“
A short story by Sigrid Nunez: “On the morning of the first day of the year, Nell is looking over her bookshelves while listening to a podcast.”
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December 31, 2025 at 4:13 PM
"She had never had trouble socializing, not even in new situations. She would have said she was good at it—adept at small talk, able as anyone to mingle and schmooze. But starting about a year ago, she had become a different person." —Sigrid Nunez, "New Year's Story"