Whitetail
Remember last fall: the hunter’s moon
Remember last fall: the hunter’s moon
Eventually, the dinner party topic is ghost-animals
6 am or thereabouts and blue dislodges itself
from black
dear dairy cow
“Millipedes are so different from our own morphology. They move in such a strange way. So a millipede is not only a metaphor for the poem, but it’s something that moves in a way that feels uncanny. We move too, but not like that! A millepede darts very quickly—that’s the poetry mind leaping. Its defense mechanism is to spiral into itself—that’s the poem’s defense mechanism.”—Nathan Hoks
Some wonderful new titles to burrow into this hibernating season: Return Signal, by TR Brady (Oct., NYU Press) is a revolution in practicality. Brady’s poems question our notions of the …
“I’m suspicious of borders even on the page. I’m wary of the limits of tradition, expectation and genre. Who sets and maintains them? Who benefits from their enforcement?” –Susan Briante
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