Category Archives: National Poetry Month

from “Pearl/Buttons” near the hour of dawn a stranger      unfamiliar flowers she might have been named               Sylvia or Buttons or Applied Computing              Astrolabe and near to her the split                     of daisy bombs 53 reviews of recent accidents            and a Book of Hours of detentions at the crossings          a small log with names encumbering      just beyond the air-stream           planes landing amid various species of […]

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 instance: the thin switch of the horse’s tail. The barn before sunrise, cold as oats. Trepidation in a nearby thrush. We believe that the dust […]

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 before my receptive friend and I could formulate a response, and considering that we had once again failed to meet quorum (despite how very pleasant […]

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 gently into hazard pure terrible burning pain half hard – the other cruel a thousand parts to cry over afternoons of grief cruel and therefore […]

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- geminal peripherals vibrate or gesticulate, a squip quinty or cryogene plasmate, cryptic inarticulate acetate say golgi embodiment raised inchoate waferthin instrumentality be that as it […]

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 know where I was where I am no longer in a way you see after the gestures your nerves one by one your genes neurons […]

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 who wrote The Order of Things G is for Gramsci who in prison still wrote a book H is for Hegel who’s well worth a […]

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 pollinate broken umbrellas, debride torn silk back into lovers’ spit, pacify capillaries but just let go: release my feckless heart full punch to the ticker […]

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 the gravel from a car ages away now  up close – outcrops do down pink & grey profiles in shadow to the north – unclaimed […]

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. Soft, not scratchy like autumn. The trees bare their envy and mothers call their birds in to dinner. Nests, eggs, and basted dinner. Hungrier in […]