Arthur Vogelsang – Envoy
Envoy Raised a level far beyond my abilities I have to meet an African king Of a decently powerful country tomorrow. Just time to eat, sleep, and dress— No time to shop for him. I’ll be alone on the small swift plane Except for my guard, a bed, and my gift For the king. I […]
Lynne Thompson – They
They I was a married woman, silent as a stone in water but not too old to dream of the flaring of my womb, the rigid of my jaw bone. ♒︎ How can I explain to you: my skin, leather black with time, sashayed through a room of daggers. Hard to picture those sweet boys, […]
Jodie Hollander’s My Dark Horses, Reviewed by Erica Goss
Jodie Hollander My Dark Horses Liverpool University Press Reviewer: Erica Goss A torrent of shocking and revelatory poetry simmers between the covers of My Dark Horses, pulling the reader in with the very first poem, “Splitting and Fucking”: “My mother, / poor woman / somehow she was / always the victim / of splitting and […]
Daryl Sznyter’s Synonyms for (OTHER) Bodies, Reviewed by Ann Wehrman
Daryl Sznyter Synonyms for (OTHER) Bodies NYQ Books Reviewer: Ann Wehrman Peppering her poems with ampersands and i in the lower case, sans capitalization at sentences’ starts, Daryl Sznyter shoulders her way into the reader’s mind like a tough girl in a leather jacket: lipstick deep red, purple, or black; nails chipped; attitude a screwdriver […]
Michelle Penn – augury
inside stairwells girls flock kicking off their shoes school uniforms morph to plastic plumage beak-masks elastic bird-feet discarded in a heap (undressed triangles of orange felt muted) skin strafes cement words pass (secret rules piling up like eggshells) their calls echo off the steps they take each other’s soundings (strokes of kind fury) learn to […]
