Melatonin, Nature of Grace
By Poetry Issue 111
So you would rather be sleepy tomorrow, / says husband. Do not believe / it works that way
Read MoreThe Soul
By Poetry Issue 111
Smoothed for gripping is not for resisting what would / you resist: wood of which you are made you must be / inside of:
Read MoreThe Wolf Hour: The Cosmic Realism of Kathryn Davis
By Culture Issue 111
Duplex isn’t a disenchanted world, where saints have been replaced by stonemasons. It’s not even a world where belief in the soul has been replaced by the fact of robots. It’s a hinged world, a duplex world, where the human and the cosmic, the soul and the stars, stand side by side.
Read MoreSabbath
By Poetry Issue 111
It’s taken me / almost a decade to admit it: I miss. I’ve missed / feeding all my thoughts through that revolving blade / so thin it could only be felt.
Read MoreInvocation
By Poetry Issue 111
Let me be clear: I desire you / as a body desires a body. As a fern / / bends toward the window, night & day.
Read Morehunger
By Poetry Issue 111
I set you children a lesson, Mary says. Our unknown is I am.
Read MoreAparture
By Essay Issue 111
In ballet class they were always chiding us to not allow the difficulty of the act to be expressed in the hands… We girls were being taught the art of concealing art, ars est celare artem, the method wherein obfuscation becomes a weft to gird the warp of technique.
Read MoreSilence Pares My Lips
By Poetry Issue 111
I mourn again my wrong belief / that evil can ignite the arrival of good
Read MoreMummy Wheat
By Poetry Issue 111
When it comes to commemoration, / the great advantage of sculpture/ is how it tends to outlast / not only what happened / but everything surrounding it, / suggesting a context / is that which rots away.
Read MoreCurator’s Corner
By Visual Art Issue 111
I have often said that contemporaneity—much like modernity and creativity—does not belong to one race, place, or economy.
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