Poem: West Texas Sage
I stop to relish the sudden chill, feel retreating thunder rumbling my bones, hear breezes sliding over damp sand, greedy for its moisture.
Poem: The Pantoum
The winning poem in the “What Juneteenth Means (To Me)” contest organized by Cyrus Cassells, 2021-22 Texas poet laureate.
Poem: A Prayer to Georgia O’Keeffe
I want to live in the negative space of your landscapes
Deep in the Hearts of Children: 50 Years of Public Poetry
Our outgoing Poetry Editor reflects on decades of artistic expression and education in the Lone Star State.
Poem: At the Lindale, Texas Post Office, I Ask for a Book of Stamps
Do you want flags, cowboys, or cowboy hats? A poem by Robin Turner and a message from outgoing TXO poetry editor Naomi Shihab Nye.
The Texas Observer Lives!
After a terrifying near-death experience, we live to muckrake another day.
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Poem: Steady the World
“Just hold on,” she said, “hold on with everything I have.”
Malas Calles/Mean Streets
Our streets didn’t need names. We knew where we were. Where we’d been. Where we were going.