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Sunday Poetry Series Presents: Raul Clement
AFFLICTED by Raul Clement Doxycycline, Ciprofloxacin, Ranitidine— the names remind me of distant stars whose light I will never see or else just what they are, wishes instead of cures. The doctor sticks a gloved finger up my ass with … Continue reading
SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: THE POETRY FOUNDATION
Editor’s Note: While I am often harping on how poetry is a dying art and how hardly anyone reads poetry in America today, the Poetry Foundation is out there actually doing something to try to be the change I want … Continue reading
Friday Poetry Series Presents: Walt Whitman
Excerpt from the Preface to the 1855 Edition of Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman The fluency and ornaments of the finest poems or music or orations or recitations are not independent but dependent. All beauty comes from beautiful blood … Continue reading
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Sunday Poetry Series
A Hot Minute by Okla Elliott -for S.P. What a strange phrase. We’ll stop by the bar for a hot minute, you say, or: Talk with me for a hot minute. As if what I had to say was so … Continue reading
SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: SHARON OLDS
THE GLASS by Sharon Olds I think of it with wonder now, the glass of mucus that stood on the table next to my father all weekend. The cancer is growing fast in his throat now, and as it grows … Continue reading
Friday Poetry Series Presents: Srikanth Reddy
Corruption by Srikanth Reddy I am about to recite a psalm that I know. Before I begin, my expectation extends over the entire psalm. Once I have begun, the words I have said remove themselves from expectation & are now … Continue reading
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Sunday Poetry Series Presents: Andrea Scarpino
HOVER by Andrea Scarpino The research shows that the self can be detached from the body and can live a phantom existence on its own, as in an out-of-body experience, or it can be felt outside of personal space, as … Continue reading
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