The Other

WHALE OF DESIRE BY MICAH TOWERY REDUX CONSORTIUM, 2013 ISBN 978-0991152315 In the interest of full disclosure, you should know that I’ve worked and corresponded with Micah Towery as a contributor to thethepoetry.com. It’s a cozy website that’s been kind enough to publish my rambling reviews, though I’ve only spoken with Micah through email or [...]

Body, Out (From Voicemail Poems) There is a freshly-made bed next to mine, that I don’t touch. There is a hum in the room, a hymn in the sky. That evening two animal gods stood mountaintop, and I sat below in the sunset, my body rooted, theirs extended, all precision and color; hoof on mountaintop, [...]

Pool: 5 Choruses By Endi Bogue Hartigan Omnidawn, 2014 ISBN 978-1890650926 It troubles me when readers and writers of poetry insist that “postmodernist” poetry doesn’t make any sense, inherits no concept of consequence, and ultimately leaves all sense of meaning uncertain and equivocated. The fact is that good postmodernist poetry simply succeeds at depicting certain [...]

AND SO IT IS BECAUSE OF THE LICHEN Gathering the facts like so many bones. They make a good tool for telling you I am in love. With the flint, I tear one open, climb in, and speak: hold me close like a crucifix above the river. I cannot cross it the way I would my heart. […]

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* Slap my meat biscuit + toss off The day is a perverse dictionary & Nothing spells me the way u do Everywhere I look there are clusters of balls I’m in some obscene orchard So much eating This must be a diner My body must be a diner * U r dripping in2 my [...]

Swallowed Whole Recently, on vacation, I saw a blue heron catch and eat a fish. In its middle, the fish was a good deal larger than the heron’s slender neck. Looking out subway windows, sparks fly, light up graffiti tags in this dark, rat-infested tunnel I am hurtling through. Ideas leap to mind: violence, poverty, [...]