June 3, 2024
Letter to the Citizens
The tank is on the tree lawn,The missile in the mail. But don’t be afraid. Go on Clipping your toenails.The glacier’s in the icebox,The river’s in the tap. No worries, […]
June 3, 2024
First Snowfall
too soon, and too soon for this old ache of longing and hunger and ruin that is this flesh, the I wantingto holdout a little longer, in silvermist and new […]
June 3, 2024
What Is Peace
But a horse breathing in a field.Behind her shoulders, invisibleWings fold like umbrellasWaiting to meet the rain. Behind each of us, invisibleFutures hurry to catch our train,As we stand to […]
June 3, 2024
The Fields
After Etel Adnan’s Champs de Petrol in the net a mother I want to hidework joints board hold close from metwist & sup a dusty city your soft this netport […]
June 3, 2024
Philip Metres Introduces Paige Webb
Since my first encounter with Paige Webb’s poetry, I have been struck by their original relationship to language. Like some of their favorite poets—Anne Carson, Jorie Graham, Emily Dickinson—Webb finds […]
June 3, 2024
Geographies
The Kenyon Review · “Geographies” by Paige Webb At the edge of an ocean’s mouth, its slow lap to sand, where uneven patterns pattern the edge where we sit, where […]
June 3, 2024
Comma, Question Mark
Comma, question markare common names of butterflies.When I learned the names of flowers I’d seen all my life I felt complete.I walked the dirt roadwith a childand told herchicory, and […]
June 3, 2024
Mountains Are Mountains
Watch it he said and so I didto see what might emergewhat x-ray in my mind what echocardiogram Rewind the mixtape tothe start we lay on the ruggazed at the […]
June 3, 2024
Untitled
Here she can breathereceive the raintap rootbud burstwhat is interred in her livesThe birds abovefind openingsand land thereflowers look to flowers and open
June 3, 2024
Susan Barba’s Radical Gambit
The subtle, magical legerdemain by which, in her new poems, Susan Barba merges subjectivity with the nonhuman has not only aesthetic but also ethical implications. If the current human-generated ecological […]
June 3, 2024
Orchids & Rope Play
Across time and space the languages andapparatus of the hold and its violences multiply;so, too, the languages of beholding. —Christina Sharpe, “The Hold” slick, hairy, orchideus opening we tip our […]
June 3, 2024
Waterful Jasmine
bud is the skin my rougeswell of flower /fleshbusy with becoming rayedher hand on my cheekis a touch of water to leafannouncing, pulling, slowlythe sky /river of her face & meopen lips […]