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Poetry by Karen Weiser

Poetry by Karen Weiser

  Continuous Installation     Your body is a metal instrument ringing with an evil music. Your body, now metal, is being played; a music rings out from it. It echoes everywhere. You hear it nonstop. You are not the composer. But the song is named for you. It has your name. It is you. […]

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Poetry by Tim Keane

Poetry by Tim Keane

  An Erased Rauschenberg     compositions exist, not unchanged               valuable,   well,        real     trash can’t find something as-if     put I before the long city               realize cuff-demarcations   a little nothing, invitingly composed               of age, handkerchief, and officious hopes     one reality suggests climbing imagery               but we is goat […]

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Poetry by Charles Bernstein

Poetry by Charles Bernstein

  Also Rises the Sun     SepticemiaWithHalfCockedSmile reposted your blog DeadDollTantrums reblogged this from TheyShootHowlingPrairieDogsDon’tThey BarelyAtheist shared your deletion FocussedOnShimmer blogged your reposting TotallyWithoutAwe favored your share SlantRhyme liked comment OpalescentSenescence unsubscribed DefrockedCrock blocked your posts Whimsey’sAmnesia friended your status FlagrantPhallicy copied your reposting PotbelliedSpoiler moved your share StubbedToe skipped your comment JiltedDoorframe marked […]

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Creative Engagement with Eileen Myles’ Snowflake

Creative Engagement with Eileen Myles’ <em>Snowflake</em>

by j/j hastain

by j/j hastain Review of Snowflake / Different Streets Wave Books, 2012 I do not sense much difference (in tone of language or in language itself) between Myles’ poems and her prose writing. Regardless of genre there is always this feeling of being in a fucked up richness–a richness that is dense and also rooted–rooted […]

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Two Poems by Patricia Spears Jones

Two Poems by Patricia Spears Jones

  Dinner with the ghost of Lorenzo Thomas   He was wearing a dapper suit and midnight blue brocaded tie–no stripes on him. There was a sparkle in his brown eyes/his ghost was most corporeal   You’re still curious about the world, I asked.   “Oh yes”, said he spying an Obama 2012 poster.   […]

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Three Poems by Tony Towle

Three Poems by Tony Towle

  Slipstream   If you still have charm you have been underutilized; but tell us, which do you love more, your dagger or the moon? Now withdraw the question and the dagger both from the eye of the beholder and return to the symposium being held on a rock somewhere in the sea. Do not […]

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Alice Notley: Sheets of Time in Contemporary Lyric Practice

Alice Notley: Sheets of Time in Contemporary Lyric Practice

by Chris Tysh   I don’t fuck much with the past but I fuck plenty with the future –Patti Smith [1] ●  “One day, I awoke” “& found myself on”  “a subway” (3) ●  Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita[2] mi ritrovai per una selva obsura for the straight way was lost ●  A […]

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Two Poems by Jason Schneiderman

Two Poems by Jason Schneiderman

  Ars Poetica I     What is it you want? I used to know. Has it changed? No. What it is you want? Love.  To be loved. Has it changed? Love? Yes. It has. What is it you want? To be brilliant.  Effortlessly brilliant. Has it changed? I never got that. What is it […]

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Trans Verse (or, Traver’s Tranifesto)

Trans Verse (or, Traver’s Tranifesto)

by Traver Pam Dick   1   Then one moment it dawned on me, I turned into Traver. 2   Crossroads like of philosophy and lit.  Poetry and fiction. 3   Prose poem qua transverse.  Lines as stanzas, steps in weird proofs, notes.  Traver got blue shoulders. 4   Forms are aspect shifts.  Facing different directions.  Two faces, hourglass.  […]

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Two Poems by Vincent Katz

Two Poems by Vincent Katz

  Lapping City   I walked across an endless square and saw myself walking The people in morning come and by evening walk back across bridges The water, everywhere lapping at souls, no cars’ machinery Sounds, winch turning, a motor, voices         Memo Oar Lisp     Ostrich above punched equilibrium accosted […]

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Memory Cards: Clark Coolidge Series, by Susan M. Schultz

Memory Cards: Clark Coolidge Series, by Susan M. Schultz

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A Poem by Eileen Myles

A Poem by Eileen Myles

BP   If I set my blackberry at ‘normal’ what will I get besides a paler icon on its screen that’s silent and that seems weird who taught their students to never say weird. I’d be speechless so much of the time. In fact ‘weird’ is the mitten I keep my normal in so there. […]

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Three Poems by Jerome Sala

Three Poems by Jerome Sala

THE STREET “The populist slogan ‘Save Main Street not Wall Street’ is…totally misleading…it overlooks the fact that what keeps Main Street going under Capitalism is Wall Street.” – Slavoj Zizek when people refer to The Street they only mean one street the one with the wall at the end it’s the only street left in […]

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Thermae, by Christopher Schmidt

Thermae, by Christopher Schmidt

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Two Poems by Ana Božičević

Two Poems by Ana Božičević

A Poem for You   I wanted to write a poem so full of spirit-lite™ that my father would finally like it, that would bring him easy peace. I wanted to write a poem so wise, yet tailored for one sitting that even Mom would understand, and say: Yes, in that way women agree with […]

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Olson Meets Web 2.0

Olson Meets Web 2.0

by Thomas Fink

Let’s say that Charles Olson, who fretted about the short life-spans of his male ancestors as an indicator of his early death in “The K” (Olson, Selected 159), does not die in 1970 at the age of 59. Worn out, he goes underground and just observes the culture for a very long time. In full […]