It’s true–maybe the world doesn’t really need poetry. Maybe we need machines that clean trash out of ocean waters. Maybe we need police officers to enroll in mindfulness seminars. Maybe we need carrot muffins and more free preschool programs. But there’s still part of me that believes in poetry as a way to sustain the invisible, the thing breathing inside of us, the light and pattern, the mystery—the ways nothing ever stays the same. In this edition of Chaparral, we have attempted to create more time with poetry & with those who make poems. We’re featuring interviews, micro-reviews, translations, and curated content. In our attempts to connect readers to poetry, we hope this more sustained look at each writer’s projects will act as a gesture of generosity to readers, an extension of thought & time, and a space to look more deeply.