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Issue #117 May 2021

Richard Prince, “Unnamed”

  • Five Contemporary Love Songs edited by Leeya Mehta

    TISHANI DOSHI ♦ RAJIV MOHABIR JERRY PINTO ♦ ARUNDHATI SUBRAMANIAM ♦ JEET THAYIL   I had an idea earlier this…

    Featured Selection

  • The Mind’s Meander: Indirection, Ambiguity, and Association in Poetry by Rachel Hadas

    I’ve been musing about the benefits of indirection – or call it obliquity,
    Essays and Comment

  • Three poems from Kembang Kertas (Balinese for bougainvillea) in Filipino and Kinaray-a

    Here, we are told

  • Dunphy-Lelii, Armantrout, Johnson, et. al.

    Sarah Dunphy-Lelii on “in common” and “gentrify”: I spent five months tent-living at a field site in western Uganda, hiking…

    Editors Note

  • One poem from “claus and the scorpion”

    over lara and among the laras that inhabit lara

  • Two poems from “The Mistaken Place of Things”

    How to say hair

  • Music for the Dead and Resurrected by Valzhyna Mort reviewed by Chelsea Wagenaar

    Valzhyna Mort’s Music for the Dead and Resurrected is unlike anything else I can remember reading for a long time.
    Book Review

  • Of The Heart, A Hymn & Interracial love affair ended by lynching of a man & let there be a song for zero

    Your name is ash

  • in common and gentrify

    My neighbor Steve is one of these lawn guys, with an engined solution for every yard flaw.

  • Other Minds and While

    For each word

  • Vaccination, in the Broadest Sense of the Term, Crickets and Lucky Strike Lanes

    Just as the pharmacist drove the vaccine into my arm

  • Physics & Green Room

    Was Jesus materializing inside a locked room

  • Found Poem: “Swelling Anti-Asian Violence: Who Is Being Attacked Where,” NYT, April 3, 2021 

    Queens | A 47-year-old man and his 10-year-old son

  • Black Forest and Country Night

    Sometimes my mind goes back to certain things.

  • Squirrel Hour

    The wind goes into the backyard pines,

  • Hanging the Dirty Laundry

    Father's ties were mother’s noose

  • On Lust

    I've outlived lust, or think I have.

  • L’Heure Bleue

    Who was the first to say darkness “falls”?