Pledge I pledge allegiance to no flag. I pledge allegiance to no nation, no government, no border. True patriotism is rebellion. True rebellion is joy. Cast down the mighty, the masters of … [Read more...]
Poetry Archive
Poems by Drew Gardner
I HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THIS I have a problem with this idea about detonating bacon through harm reduction from putting out the bacon fires with fresh bacon. It’s pretty screwed up. Let’s … [Read more...]
Two poems by Vasilis Steriadis, translated by Yannis Livadas
The Greek poet Vasilis Steriadis [Βασίλης Στεριάδης] was one of the leading figures of Greek poetry during the period 1970-2000. Steriadis was born in 1947 in Volos and died in Athens, where he was … [Read more...]
the leaves are changing
the leaves are changing somewhere outside brewster it’s rare that we leave new york the island but here we’re moving with the changing leaves north on … [Read more...]
Poems by Marcia Arrieta
and therefore in such controversies where the question is put, who shall be judge? who shall decide the controversy? into the forest tumbling [dreams] iconoclast redemption the garden in … [Read more...]
Anaphora: Four Approximations
1. This is the last time i heard music: gray scarves for the painted constellations. Eyes for trees, the flower or god's mouth? A jewel capped by time like sunlight splitting a window. Maybe … [Read more...]
Three Dream Poems by Z.G. Tomaszewski
Scouting I. Wine bottles roll bow to stern, clank and jumble, a tide inside the vessel, forward and back— I weigh these words, almost as if a god spoke them against the volume of our … [Read more...]
Two poems: The Nut Graph and Pith by Sanjeev Sethi
The Nut Graph Fjords of desire are in a reliquary. One survives on ceremonies. A harvest forages for some time, rich outturns render some more. Sunlight has its shortcoming. I saw the … [Read more...]
Grzegorz Wróblewski: Blue Pueblo
Only for you did I wander around on water. Now it’s worms, black birds. Voices. Someone is calling me… Something on the floor. Illuminations… Circulation of atoms. No zen. I am breathing. … [Read more...]
Painted Poetry and Painterly Poetics, an ekphrastic notion part 3: Palimpsest
Now Now is not past, but will be soon, With everything that is to come Under the stars and the white moon. An argued choice we make at noon By midnight sees us drained and dumb. Now is not … [Read more...]
For Ted Joans: poems and a collage by Steve Dalachinsky
Le Corbeau et Le Courbet – for Ted Joans (written at Café Le Roquet – Paris 1/30/06) today the light is so bright diffused light tracing det snoaj like a backward shadow @ the origin of the … [Read more...]
Opium Tales at the End and two more poems by Sam Silva
Narco Trips and Stasis Ugly men not mean as a rule but stunted and demented full of strange patterns that their dreams journey on at night ...some nights, though, are sleepless ...they mutter … [Read more...]
Poetry by Line Toftsø
* The opposite of a rock the daily life of your fingers look how the birds are shining hawthorn is piercing through clumps of hair a woolen mitten smells of gasoline ash is a warm grey as early … [Read more...]
Civilization’s Lost: Poems by Jeff Bagato
From Palace to Palace One leap over the horns of consecration— a fine arc pleases the mistress of … [Read more...]
ghost town – six poems by Chris Turnbull
The 1899 Commissioner of the General Land Office meets Sylvia A. Perkins, lover of Floral Poetry
I found the book, written by the Commissioner of the General Land Office, in a dusty bookcase in a dark little room toward the back of a secondhand shop in Snohomish, Washington. The gilded lettering … [Read more...]
Dew Drops: Four Poems
Good bye to The 4 AM jolt Watching you Grind sandal wood Good bye to The bucket showers Watching you Put on thanaka Like prawn salad Like Zarni's laughter Our innocence Was never born … [Read more...]
City of the Red Night: Burroughs poems by Alan Catlin
City of the Red Night He came from some place so far away and unknowable there wasn't a word invented yet to describe it. He spoke of a city of unnatural red nights and impossible vivid … [Read more...]
Liz Taylor’s Lovers – for Ted Joans
he wants desperately to do different things he stretches out his arms & the leaves come to him he is a poet he puts out his american hands & grain grows from their fingertips like the … [Read more...]
Lift Off: Poems by Stephen Bett
Lift Off 30 : half rimed word I am galled, gulled I am a gull for punish ment Throw me your scraps & I will dine out for days Gluttonous bird starved for months, miscuing on … [Read more...]