Our National Poetry Month Celebration continues. Next up is ‘No Exit’, a poem from Mobile by Tanis MacDonald. Mobile is many things. It is an uncivil feminist reboot of Dennis […]
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National Poetry Month Celebration: Emmalea Russo
Happy National Poetry Month! To celebrate our poets and all things #NPM20, we’ll be sharing a poem each day on our blog. To kick things off, we’re pleased to bring […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #21: Shannon Maguire
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 […]
Continue reading“National Poetry Month” #20: David B. Goldstein
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 […]
Continue reading“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” #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 […]
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