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On James Merrill’s Birthday: “Grass” [with a note by Stephen Yenser]
GRASS The river irisesDraw themselves in. Enough to have seenTheir day. The arras Also of evening drawn,We light up betweenEarth and VenusOn the courthouse lawn, Kept by this cheerfulInch of greenAnd ten more years—fifteen?—From disappearing.…
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Poet Spotlight: Vi Khi Nao [by Kristina Marie Darling]
VI KHI NAO is the author of Sheep Machine (Black Sun Lit, 2018) and Umbilical Hospital (Press 1913, 2017), and of the short stories collection, A Brief Alphabet of Torture, which won FC2’s Ronald Sukenick Innovative Fiction Prize in 2016,…
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Poet Spotlight: Allison Benis White [by Kristina Marie Darling]
Allison Benis White is the author of Please Bury Me in This, winner of the Rilke Prize and a Foreword INDIES Book of the Year Award, and Small Porcelain Head, selected by Claudia Rankine…
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Meet the Press: Headmistress Press: An Interview with Mary Meriam
N.B. The following responses by Mary Meriam are a kind of tonal cento in the spirit of Nicole Santalucia’s newest chapbook, Spoiled Meat. To read a more forthright appraisal of Santalucia’s new work, look…
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On Richard Wilbur’s Birthday: “Mind”
Mind Mind in its purest play is like some bat That beats about in caverns all alone, Contriving by a kind of senseless wit Not to conclude against a wall of stone. It has…
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A poem from The Awl by Matthew Zapruder [posted by Mark Bibbins]
I love the way this poem captures the sad, sweet, isolated longing of adolescence. The tension created by the interplay of short lines and sneakily unruly syntax seems to mirror the experience of tentatively…
