Eve Grubin

Let’s praise loss, its particular weights, its music.


Sometimes the broom is brittle; sometimes damp,



Evening: splinters of fret strike the pavement wet.


Let’s praise those who resist

the parts of love that bring

only peace.


Sometimes the broom is brittle and can’t bend; a fear

of breaking, a stiffness.


In this rough country, in the rough

morning light

night fills the broom.

Found In Volume 33, No. 04
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About the Author

Eve Grubin’s book of poems, Morning Prayer, appeared in 2006 from the Sheep Meadow Press. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in many literary journals and magazines, including  The Virginia Quarterly ReviewThe New Republic, and Conjunctions, where her chapbook-size group of poems was featured and introduced by Fanny Howe. Her essays have appeared in various magazines and anthologies including, The Veil: Women Writers on Its History Lore and Politics (U of CA Press, 2009). Eve was the programs director at the Poetry Society of America for five years. She taught poetry at The New School University for seven years and taught in the graduate creative writing program at the City College of New York. She is now completing her second manuscript of poems and several other book projects. She currently teaches at the London School of Jewish Studies and New York University in London. She divides her time between London and New York.