Beloved Ghosts of Geography
By Poetry Issue 108
What would you give / / to have heaven be the way you imagine, / made of the familiar and welcoming?
Read MoreWill We Feel Nostalgia for 2020?
By Visual Art Issue 108
At present, we are standing inside of the pandemic, and so its bitterness defines first and foremost how we feel about it.
Read MoreThe Mushrooms
By Essay Issue 108
I’d read that they were edible, so, using both hands, I plucked one from the ground and carried it inside, where I moved it, slowly, from the table to the fridge and then back outside.
Read MoreZach’s Mystery, and Others
By Poetry Issue 108
We remember how we’d drink with him, and more / than half our gang are dead as he is now.
Read MoreVia Negativa
By Poetry Issue 108
He feels such an urge to make things mean, / including his mood. He’s had that longing, / drunk or sober, all his life.
Read MoreAt 4 a.m. Snow
By Poetry Issue 108
Earth stands / on end, listening. / The acid sun turns on / limes green
Read MoreTempest
By Poetry Issue 108
As usual Tempest’s strands were many. In conversation she was like a fisherman with a number of lines which she was constantly checking, to see if some unlucky bullhead or catfish might have gone for the bait.
Read MoreSacred and Profane Dances
By Poetry Issue 108
The words can suddenly turn to vapor or stones. They have a way of wriggling out of our grasp just when we thought to touch them. This can happen to the wise as well as to the foolish.
Read MoreATTAINDER
By Poetry Issue 108
This evil that I feel, that I taste, that makes the roads slick, is there no end, no fruition to it? It comes from somewhere, sufficient to find out where.
Read MoreSacred and Profane Dances: New Prose Poems by John Ashbery
By Poetry Issue 108
The words can suddenly turn to vapor or stones. They have a way of wriggling out of our grasp just when we thought to touch them. This can happen to the wise as well as to the foolish.
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