WHAT LUCY USED TO BE What Lucy used to be, I now am. Or rather, I accommodate her foibles; they live on in me now that she is gone. For […]
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“National Poetry Month” #19: Colin Fulton
Friendship You can say it. Our friendship concluded conceptually over the course of several uneventful weeks, and our poems lent recognition to and provided impetus for many world movements. Long […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #18: Gary Barwin & Gregory Betts
from The Obvious Flap I am not a slack bard, I don’t want a chorus. Here under the bird world, there is movement between h and m, between humans and […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #17: Kim Minkus
3 nonets from “24 Nonets After Reading Edward Byrne’s Sonnets: Louise Labé” 7 Lying spirit tightly strung you are most dangerous with all the points of your desire I come […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #16: David Dowker & Christine Stewart
a breach (amphibrach) object ache* each abject stratification collapses in the culmination which brings us to the apex of the inverse aversion, spiritualized app- liances hap- hazardly rap- tured, tri- […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #15: Chantal Neveu, translation by Angela Carr
from Coït 1 I come in from where I leave I come in you point to where you want me to enter I come in when I come out you […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #14: Stephen Cain
ABC: AN AMAZING ALPHABET BOOK! A is for Althusser B is for Barthes C is for Capital D for Descartes E is for Eliot’s mermaid that sings F’s for Foucault […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #13: Christine McNair
A FOOL’S GRACE bed me with lavender tattoo some cuneiform abjad into cardiac vessels hot cut radiance blister packed, a two-for-one offer of woad bled over bit lip, wrinkled stems […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #12: Phil Hall
from THANKS ALL THE SAME Where #7’s survey tangent cuts across the old lumber draw-roads through limestone highlands to the Ottawa a starling picks at a blood-orange thrown half-eaten to […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #11: Cara Benson
from (made) Pile of feathers like raked leaves every child dives into and tosses up to fall as wings between arms and waist. Gathered mounds about the yard. White goose. […]
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