November 1, 2016
Postcolonial Album: 1980
Sijo No. 1 at the edge I sometimes catch wisps of my big white childhood two white dogs barking madly two sisters jumping taut rope it’s as if they were […]
November 1, 2016
Fireworks
He believed that great literature was elastic, and by this he meant that it shaped itself to the concerns of each new generation of readers. Homer, he was fond of […]
November 1, 2016
The Glass Constellation
Apple branches whiten in moonlight; no god with an ibis head and human body writes on a papyrus scroll here; in daylight, snow has accumulated on flagstone and fence posts; […]
November 1, 2016
Speculus
To the man pressing the sonogram over my ovary, who is saying it’s completely shut down: it is still part of my body it is alive it is mine. I […]
November 1, 2016
Introduction: The Longer Lyric
Many lines of Dan Beachy-Quick’s “A Century of Meditation” end with—or evaporate into—a dash. His method in this beautiful lyric sequence about belief and the “eternal soul” is a blend […]
November 1, 2016
Duets: A Film in Stills
1 his legs mot ion s low as if he lives this mov ie s till by still while she lies legs to sky and scissors the pink-swathed light to […]
November 1, 2016
A Century of Meditation
That if I knew how, would I —. In singing, not to sing —. Build the thing, or don’t —. God as if God weren’t there —. Prayer as remote […]