The Cove
I’m resting on a tide-bleached tree, and you
are looking for stones.
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Observant
The opus is present. In the shadowed drapes. The blushing, buttressing. The pouring.
The Button
Sometimes I think every second I spend writing
would be better spent on something else.
Migrant Life
The hyenas peer through the window. Their favorite
pornography is misery.
What’s The Difference Between a Person and a Prayer?: On Saba Keramati’s Self-Mythology
“This collection doesn’t boast of excavating the truth, it only places its desires and secrets in the reader’s hands.”
Interview // “War Poesis”: A Conversation with Oksana Maksymchuk
“Poets often take familiar words or phrases and make them strange, unfamiliar again. Reading a poem should give you a bit of an uncanny feeling, like you’re learning your language for the first time. You could say that poetry is how language renews itself.”—Oksana Maksymchuk
The Forest of las américas is Already Alive: On Christina Olivares’ Future Botanic
“If there is one thing Olivares believes is central for personal and collective liberation, it is the imagination. And it is through the body, the flesh and bones that allow us to dream and conjure and haunt and desire, that we can encounter the world and make it what we dream.”
2024 James Welch Prize
We are delighted to feature our 2024 James Welch Prize winners and finalists in our online folio.
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