Book Review
Blue Flax & Yellow Mustard Flower
Trifle, in poet speak, refers to what doesn’t make the cut, to all of the musings and ideas that are deemed unworthy—why bother? Trifle, in other words, offers a wonderful window into a poets head and what they care to keep top of...
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We Contain Landscapes
Neuroscientists speculate that humans might have thirty or more senses, and we speculate that Patrycja Humienik’s acute sense of longing for a place that no longer exists on a map affects the way she perceives all the others. She is an...
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Cowboy Park
For queer Latinx Eduardo Martínez-Leyva, raised in El Paso by Mexican immigrants, piecing together a suitable cloak of masculinity is as much about survival as it is identity. His brother’s detainment and deportation serves as a...
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House of Grace, House of Blood
Justice is out of the purview of poetry, unfortunately. Otherwise, the ancestors of the ninety-six Lenapes killed by rogue Pennsylvania militia men in 1782 might read this collection and find some much deserved peace. That Denise Low...
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Clumsy Beauty
Poetry is a high wire act, performance art—for some writers. J. K. Kennedy finds it to be her path to clarity, a clearing of destructive thought clutter, a crystallization of love, limitlessness, and the beauty of human existence....
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Museum of the Soon to Depart
Poets come equipped. Where mortals lower their lids in terror, poets play a game of stare down—making hay through the pain, lemonade of loss, fun of fear—never ever looking away. Steely Andy Young lives in New Orleans after a...
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The Other Altar
In "The Other Altar", Nicholas Gulig reminds us there is always another way, word, time to discover in grief a never-known strength. The author of North of Order and Orient, Gulig is the 2023–24 poet laureate of Wisconsin. Thai...
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White Doe
Phanopoeia, explained Ezra Pound, is “the throwing of an image on the mind’s retina” on the “visual imagination.” When she flits between wolves and space trash, glass eyes and does and “bruised skin of milk,” Maria Williams...