Category Archives: Poetry

The poem’s title “天天” is evidently reduplicative. This much the English reader who knows no Chinese can observe. The poet plays with this — the explanation is proceed by the image of drawing a lake to save a jumping girl … Continue reading →

Tanka First Person memento mori Facial massage— I feel my skin stretch over holes that will soon define me George Swede from First Light, First Shadows Soon but not yet. And so for day 2420 29.07.2013

Epigraph: the definite connection that exists between ravishing meaning from her and magic boxes Nicole Brossard Daydream Mechanics translated by Larry Shouldice Crux: Northrop Frye in the preface to The Well-Tempered Critic (1963) writes that the lectures “are intended to … Continue reading →

Cyrus Cassells The Crossed-Out Swastika “Riders on the Back of Silence” end of section VI “Trains” [the stationmaster is remembered] storefronts of Kristallnacht How it would’ve angered him to see that his beloved trains we’re used to betray us. “Sabine … Continue reading →

David Holbrook “Me and the Animals” I share my knee bones with the gnat, My joints with ferrets, eyes with rat […] I walk upright, alone, ungoverned, free: Yet their occasional lust, fear, unease, walk with me Always. All ways. … Continue reading →

From Cyrus Cassells, The Gospel According To Wild Indigo she will never fear sale or the bottom of the sea. This ends a section. It sends the imagination to a space beyond the Middle Passage. The future tense and the … Continue reading →

The lines lifted out from their surroundings in the poem could be about cutting and self harm. Your lacerations tell the losing game You play against a sickness past your cure. They are about a preacher’s struggle and another type … Continue reading →

Finding that guilt is not a useful emotion, I learnt a long while ago to live by the mantra “No Blame No Shame” (or vice versa) as I neither wanted to be the cause of either in people I encountered … Continue reading →