Tag: Poetry

  • Poetry: “God Responds [to the Proust Questionnaire]” by Jubi Arriola-Headley

    Poetry: “God Responds [to the Proust Questionnaire]” by Jubi Arriola-Headley

    The Proust Questionnaire has its origins in a parlor game popularized (though not devised) by Marcel Proust, the French essayist and novelist, who believed that, in answering these questions, an individual reveals [their] true nature. —Vanity Fair Where the typical journalistic interview tailors questions to the particular qualities of a subject, the Proust questionnaire’s unchanging…

  • “Our Flaws Can Define Our Growth”: An Interview with Jay Halsey by Gina Tron

    “Our Flaws Can Define Our Growth”: An Interview with Jay Halsey by Gina Tron

    Jay Halsey’s poems and prose have been published in several online and print journals and nominated for Pushcart and Best of the Net. He was born and raised in Dayton, Ohio, and has lived on the Colorado Front Range for the past seventeen years. His photography has been used as cover art for poetry collections and…

  • “But the Nightingale”: William Lessard Interviews Diane Seuss

    “But the Nightingale”: William Lessard Interviews Diane Seuss

    Diane Seuss is the author of six books of poetry. frank: sonnets won the 2022 Pulitzer Prize for Poetry, the National Book Critics Circle Award for Poetry and the PEN/Voelcker Prize. Still Life with Two Dead Peacocks and a Girl was a finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award and the Los Angeles Times…

  • Sandra Marchetti: Three Poems for Haunted Passages

    Sandra Marchetti: Three Poems for Haunted Passages

    Lake at Dusk            for GMH He said it shonelike shook foil.It was that butadd gas rainingthen light a match,or plug it in.It was as if youthrew live coilsbeneath, a sparkingroil the kayakssliced throughto reach the draping shore. Crustacean Like pinball flippers or the barin a coin pusher game, redlegs scuttle to the rock’s edgewhere my…

  • Adam Day: Five Poems from Midnight’s Talking Lion and the Wedding Fire

    Adam Day: Five Poems from Midnight’s Talking Lion and the Wedding Fire

    Chile example 1973—Zurita arrested and held in ship’s cargo hold; process-experience under witnessing. He tried to disappear his eyes with acid, but failed. “Instead he created a document: chapter twentieth century having disfigured its face. Might not be quite right. Then, a photo of its bandaged cheek with the text below, EGO SUM, and: ‘My…

  • “Dol-lim Ja Imprints”: A Poem by Georgia San Li

    “Dol-lim Ja Imprints”: A Poem by Georgia San Li

    Characters for the Next Generations One generation of heirloom tomatoes divides their eggs, bubbling with blisters, bloody broken stems in the end. How many precious pigeon-red rubies will man flood with fires and vengeance of war in the end? Who were the three African women in tangerine silks and golden slippers, rerouted at Charles De…

  • Two Bad Survivalist Pantoums by Dan Collins

    Two Bad Survivalist Pantoums by Dan Collins

    ~ in which A.I. subroutines struggle with consciousness by investigating human thought through pantoums. A perfect OX Still, I refuse to accept that a perfect ox is the golden meanforged of utility and symmetry, but a stubborn pony cannot providea comfortable ride to the sublime. No matter how it goes, you musttrust what remains of…

  • New Side A Poem: Nathanael Jones’ “In the Absence of Language II”

    New Side A Poem: Nathanael Jones’ “In the Absence of Language II”

    In the Absence of Language II How will we say goodbye? You watch film after film and never notice that the music stops one moment and starts the next. I don’t think about it, you say. You turn your head away. A motor car peels through the corner of a cobblestone square; it is a…

  • Bad Survivalist: Five Poems by Barbara Tomash

    Bad Survivalist: Five Poems by Barbara Tomash

    Of Ancestors their bodies they knew primarily as instruments of noncompliance almost immortal lost among causes their hearts blacked-out hollows their lungs they pricked trillions of times they could ill afford breath the wrench of speech is that how one dies by sound by echo I repeat you endlessly in a mazy motion above ground…