Butter Weed
Poetry - “Having just emerged from her tv and ac,/she was too sun-shocked and asphyxiating/to hear ‘it’s a lovely shoot’/as my spade severed the root.” (12/6/2024)
Poetry - “Having just emerged from her tv and ac,/she was too sun-shocked and asphyxiating/to hear ‘it’s a lovely shoot’/as my spade severed the root.” (12/6/2024)
Notes on Kitsch: Janice Harrington’s “Yard Show”
Essay - “As witness of this exaltation of the gaudy, the poet reclaims kitsch as a redemptive force, a vital stream of art, when it is mindfully connected to a set of local traditions, the heritage of a group that had to strive hard to find its native expression using the materials at hand.” (11/24/2024)
Essay - “As witness of this exaltation of the gaudy, the poet reclaims kitsch as a redemptive force, a vital stream of art, when it is mindfully connected to a set of local traditions, the heritage of a group that had to strive hard to find its native expression using the materials at hand.” (11/24/2024)Shadow
Poetry - “her body, between the buildings/behind her and the parked cars/in front, throwing a coal-black shadow/on the ground the color/of tarnished silver…” (11/22/2024)
Poetry - “her body, between the buildings/behind her and the parked cars/in front, throwing a coal-black shadow/on the ground the color/of tarnished silver…” (11/22/2024)Ben Jonson’s Prison Conversion Poetry - “You had time to contemplate its masonry/and recall that other jail, the temple/of muscle and flesh built by your trade/of bricklayer, now turning wan and idle.” (11/15/2024)
Poetry - “You had time to contemplate its masonry/and recall that other jail, the temple/of muscle and flesh built by your trade/of bricklayer, now turning wan and idle.” (11/15/2024)How to Read Poetry
Essay - “If I have become something of an expert reader of poems, it is in part because long ago, I learned to linger on the surface of things, rather than push past their specifics in order to arrive quickly at instant profundity.” (11/10/2024)
Essay - “If I have become something of an expert reader of poems, it is in part because long ago, I learned to linger on the surface of things, rather than push past their specifics in order to arrive quickly at instant profundity.” (11/10/2024)Following Bishop, This Excess Our Sentience, and Amnesia Palace Poetry - “The far shore wore a gauzy veil of rain./Dark thunderheads rose over Evian/and shook the silver surface of the lake,/ruffling like shot silk.” (11/8/2024)
Poetry - “The far shore wore a gauzy veil of rain./Dark thunderheads rose over Evian/and shook the silver surface of the lake,/ruffling like shot silk.” (11/8/2024)Gowpen and Undertow
Poetry - “This isn’t a good look,”/I can only foretaste your reply, wind or blister/looking at me. Break glass in case of emergency./in each hand, precariously awaiting your reply. (11/1/2024)
Poetry - “This isn’t a good look,”/I can only foretaste your reply, wind or blister/looking at me. Break glass in case of emergency./in each hand, precariously awaiting your reply. (11/1/2024)The Dead Are Difficult: Jenny George’s “After Image”
Essay - “The tone of After Image is simultaneously calm and feverish, as the bereaved one moves along a spectrum from numb to utterly passionate, up and down, yet never hysterical, never heaping ashes on her head.” (10/27/2024)
Essay - “The tone of After Image is simultaneously calm and feverish, as the bereaved one moves along a spectrum from numb to utterly passionate, up and down, yet never hysterical, never heaping ashes on her head.” (10/27/2024)The Disappearing Sonnet Poetry - “Cicadas, dirty oil, dogs, Venus, gloves/clouds, manholes, fled storms, black notes, harmonies/float indiscriminate as my head throbs/then disappear on the next wisp of breeze” (10/25/2024)
Poetry - “Cicadas, dirty oil, dogs, Venus, gloves/clouds, manholes, fled storms, black notes, harmonies/float indiscriminate as my head throbs/then disappear on the next wisp of breeze” (10/25/2024)The Lecher’s Lament Poetry - “Comfort me with ginseng—with sacraments/of a youthful wine-flushed god,/naked and beautiful, chanting a lecher’s lament.” (10/20/2024)
Poetry - “Comfort me with ginseng—with sacraments/of a youthful wine-flushed god,/naked and beautiful, chanting a lecher’s lament.” (10/20/2024)My Red Schwinn and Bird Shot
Poetry - “While others cycled to dusty fields,/sported bats and mitts, shouted to claim/their favorite positions, I was alone,/my red Schwinn and me—no/deception of ritual, no useless chatter,/no bad calls, no vicarious parents.” (10/18/2024)
Poetry - “While others cycled to dusty fields,/sported bats and mitts, shouted to claim/their favorite positions, I was alone,/my red Schwinn and me—no/deception of ritual, no useless chatter,/no bad calls, no vicarious parents.” (10/18/2024)Wrackable as Arguments: Anne-Marie Turza’s “Fugue with Bedbug”
Essay - “[Anne-Marie] Turza shows dramatic flair for summoning our attention, that of a town crier or carnival barker who was handed a surprise announcement at the last possible minute, and now must sell its premise before a skeptical gathered audience with all the bravado she can muster.” (10/13/2024)
Essay - “[Anne-Marie] Turza shows dramatic flair for summoning our attention, that of a town crier or carnival barker who was handed a surprise announcement at the last possible minute, and now must sell its premise before a skeptical gathered audience with all the bravado she can muster.” (10/13/2024)The Orthodox Church of Ukraine Reschedules Christmas and Judges 9:45
Poetry - “After supper,/God burps through his heartburn, eyes Gabriel/and—as expected—punishes: Two thousand years/hard labor for your antics, errand boy.” (10/11/2024)
Poetry - “After supper,/God burps through his heartburn, eyes Gabriel/and—as expected—punishes: Two thousand years/hard labor for your antics, errand boy.” (10/11/2024)Hair Clip and Dread Talk Poetry - “and I send her sunflowers on a sunny day./and I think of her children./and I sing with the Wailers.” (10/4/2024)
Poetry - “and I send her sunflowers on a sunny day./and I think of her children./and I sing with the Wailers.” (10/4/2024)“No One Is Ever Really Just One Thing”: Laurel Nakanishi’s “Ashore” Essay - “What stands out in Nakanishi is that she possesses an acute awareness of the root poetic traditions of her native islands and brings them forward with respect while also being influenced, as she herself professes, by poets such as Californian Gary Snyder—whose verse, like hers, is thoroughly immersed in the natural world.” (9/29/2024)
Essay - “What stands out in Nakanishi is that she possesses an acute awareness of the root poetic traditions of her native islands and brings them forward with respect while also being influenced, as she herself professes, by poets such as Californian Gary Snyder—whose verse, like hers, is thoroughly immersed in the natural world.” (9/29/2024)