Image Journal

Image is a quarterly literary magazine from the United States that showcases art and writing that explores or reflects on Judeo-Christian beliefs. Its tagline is Art, Faith, Mystery. The journal includes a variety of creative works such as fiction, poetry, visual art, architecture, film, music, and dance. Additionally, Image organizes the Glen Workshops, hosts the Arts & Faith discussion forum, offers the Milton Fellowship for emerging writers working on their debut books, provides the summer Luci Shaw Fellowship for undergraduate students, and presents the Denise Levertov Award.

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Married Sex - Image Journal

Dec 27, 2024 | imagejournal.org | Dan Leach

OUR FIRST TIME WAS IN NEBRASKA. It was winter. Holiday Inn Express. We fucked once in the shower and again, later, while watching a documentary about glaciers. I remember snow fell from the night sky and we watched it from our bed. I remember the taste of your tongue (mint) and the color of the drapes (teal). When I asked what you remember, you said, “For one, it wasn’t snowing.
Web Exclusive: A Conversation between Nick Ripatrazone & Jamie Quatro

Sep 13, 2024 | imagejournal.org | Nick Ripatrazone

At the 2024 Glen Workshop, Jamie Quatro was in conversation with Sophfronia Scott about the similarities and differences between writing fiction and nonfiction. Both writers are gifted across the two genres, and it was wonderful to hear the interplay between reality and imagination. Quatro shared that she is trained as a classical pianist, like her mother, and that music was itself a language with its own syntax.
Haunted Humanism: Monsters and Mystery in Contemporary Fiction

Mar 4, 2024 | imagejournal.org | Sara White |James Smith

WHY IS FICTION IMPORTANT FOR PEOPLE OF FAITH? I resent the question, but that doesn’t mean it stops getting asked. Indeed, a cottage industry of books and essays feeds on the question, “Why should Christians read novels?” I want to live in a world where that makes about as much sense as asking why humans should breathe. Nevertheless, here we are. To answer it, you end up instrumentalizing art.
The Patron Saint of Capsaicin

Dec 29, 2023 | imagejournal.org | James May

And now the habanero plantproduces so muchthat it looks like a Christmas treedecorated with tiny pumpkin ornaments. It doesn’t seem to mindmy forgetting to water it—in fact,both my neglect and the droughtseem good for it and only it. The basil curls and browns to the shadeof burning paper, the tomatostays fruitless, while the real pumpkinsdroop their leaves like broken umbrellas.
On Turbulence: New Work in Translation by Hussein Barghouthi and Kim Hyesoon

Sep 12, 2023 | imagejournal.org | Joyelle McSweeney

Hussein Barghouthi. The Blue Light. Translated by Fady Joudah. Seagull Books, 2023. Kim Hyesoon. Phantom Pain Wings. Translated by Don Mee Choi. New Directions, 2023. Ihad a dream I got what I wanted: a baby, a silver necklace, and worldly success. That these gifts numbered three ensured this magic could be trusted. All I had to do in return for each was express gratitude. But each time, I failed that test. My voice clotted in my throat. The gifts turned like milk.
Absence and Desire: Kierkegaardian Silence in Hlynur Pálmason’s Godland

Sep 11, 2023 | imagejournal.org | Jake Romm

A HORSE’S CORPSE, CENTER FRAME. A still shot taken from directly above. We cut from summer to fall, winter, spring, summer again. Though the camera remains still, the corpse and earth buzz with activity: wind shudders the grass, rain falls in violent sheets, snow buries the body and drifts like an apparition.
What Is Touching

Sep 9, 2023 | imagejournal.org | Emily Bernard

——-—For John Marchesella——-—“Who knows but that, on the lower frequencies, I speak for you?”————————————–——Ralph Ellison, Invisible ManIAM STANDING IN MY KITCHEN, trying to remember the first time we touched. I think it was at the restaurant in Savannah. The room was loud in a way that I like: thick bursts of conversation far enough away, but the group of us cocooned inside our own little planet, united by the soft tissue of affection and curiosity. Ostrich was on the menu.
Old Woman Reading Ecclesiastes and the Song of Songs

Sep 9, 2023 | imagejournal.org | Alicia Ostriker

———Ecclesiastes 12:1, 6 ———Song of Songs 2:16 Before ————-—Before the days come ————-—When I shall say I have no pleasure in them When the golden bowl owl Old Person Old —————-—Person ————-— Old Old Old Person * be broken * the wheel broken at my beloved is mine I need to do two things and I am his Write the truth about the plague year the bardo (It is very like the Holland Tunnel endless gray) Take my bulletproof vest off, take it off I mean I need I mean I need to love with the love that is...
Augustine - Image Journal

Jun 18, 2023 | imagejournal.org | Bruce Bond

Our heads are full of shadows:———the bitter and betrayed,—————-—lovers, accusers, avatars,———the friend who drank—————-—phantom after phantom,———the lost extremities—————-—who wander———the heads they leave behind. ———We are not ourselves————————–—without them. ———I dreamt once of a man—————-—with a body so sheer,———I draped him—————-—over a cage of birds. ———Goodnight, I sang,—————-—sentimental and afraid. ———I draped him on a mirror.
The Other Sorrow

Jun 18, 2023 | imagejournal.org | David Baker

Why so sad? To which the other turned toward the lake. —-Blue glaze-like sky. Cobalt with sun seams. Like ceramic,lately thrown. That’s not it. Wind in the miniature crab. —-And a thousand tiny apples, scrubbed with first dew, shakingand dripping, each the size of a wren’s heart. That’s—-not it. No, after it has sung. In alarm. Trying to attract. Flown now into another yard, another tree. What do you—-mean sorrow is unsafe when it is real sorrow. Hear themsinging? They are gone. You can still hear them singing.