The Blue Pitcher

that which may be filled and emptied

Four True Stories w/ Birds

I have four new poems up at Entropy.

Read them here.



Poets Reading the News

So much laundry; so much terrible news.

Here’s a poem I wrote about these things.

Aging, the Movie

To celebrate my new chapbook, I asked forty girls and women to read from it, and I made a movie. The creative process was amazing. I loved the reminder that although poems often begin as small, quiet things, they grow. I call this meditation-turned-celebration. I hope you like it.

Aging from Nicole Hefner Callihan on Vimeo.

A Drink with Estha

In Turtle Bay, we share dark beer
in slender glasses and toast the dead—

a fedora on a stool, spiked tickets,
a menu with yesterday’s specials.

Bodies and the ghosts of bodies shake
their umbrellas dry in the entryway,

and though the bartender yells,
the door never closes. Anyone

is bound to walk in. A bell rings.
Your face fades, blurs, as if in a photo.

Even as we raise our glasses,
I am already remembering you.


Ecology of Grief

On watching the dismantling of Spencer Finch’s “Lost Man Creek”


[insert sad poem about art here]


A love poem now up at Academy of American Poets:

read it here.

The Women Compensate for Movements in Man

The subject’s body rotates
around a particular axis.


to ward off winter
Cody presses

a blanket flush
against the jamb

all the poems
not about spring

are about
wanting spring

aren’t they?

The Women


The third kept an egg in her pocket.


Poem up at The American Journal of Poetry

Check it out.