Mercy The sky opens, an exclamation so blue that all I can do is see it and wonder at its being: Is it the ocean’s dream of itself, in flight? Does it rise from us or does it rest? On…
In Memory of Katrina Miles11 May 2018
Photo by Gabriella Clare Marino on Unsplash In Memory of Katrina Miles 11 May 2018 1. It takes me nearly five years to finish the book that you lent me because I cannot get past that first page which has…
Review of Lisa Collyer’s How to Order Eggs Sunny Side Up
How to Order Eggs Sunny Side Up is Lisa Collyer’s first poetry collection. Collyer writes from an autobiographical perspective that is anchored in body and place. A major theme of Collyer’s work is the female body. Her collection includes wry…
Emerging from Pain: Acceptance, Resistance, HopeA triple review published in Westerly
A Triple Review of: Valerie Volk’s Marking Time: A Chronicle of Cancer Esther Ottoway’s Intimate, Low-Voiced Delicate Things Eunice Andrada’s Take Care Cancer. Divorce. Rape culture. What poetry could there be in such difficult things? Many fine poems, some extraordinary,…
Autographs (1)In Zou Mat Je
Click on the image above, or here, to go through to Zou Mat Je online zine. There are four autographs here (with translations and poetic responses).
Autographs (2)In PR&TA
Click on the image above, or here, to go through to PR&TA online journal. There are four autographs (with translations and poetic responses) and a brief critical essay on elegy.
Autographs (3)In Resilience
Autographs (3) We are students, right now we are learning about life; Our goal is to save our country and our people so we can have life. To achieve this, we must not be afraid to die. This, in 1939,…
Catching the L-WordsAn Epithalamium
Catching the L-Words (an epithalamium) Who can explain connection? The yes and the no of it: one thread chosen from a multitude of tangling possibilities, one thought leaping between two minds, one football kicked in the air, a heart falling,…
Searching for Words
Searching for Words Our bedsheets never really needed washing before. Could have had them on for months and they wouldn’t get as dirty as they do after one day with David. Sand. Biscuit crumbs. Bits of banana. When he has…
If I Want to Keep Beauty
If I Want to Keep Beauty Standing in front of the mirror, combing my daughter’s hair— glossy dark chestnut softness, the silver comb. Watching my son run forward into the pack, to take the mark— the arc of the football,…