How Poems Work: Ken Babstock on David O’Meara

Field-Crossing by DAVID O’MEARA The clover’s razed; the ground is autumn-hard. The land bristles in a ragged frame. I’m on the far end, watching weightless clouds hastened by wind, the…

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Wanda O’Connor on Robin Blaser

The City wept by a pool midway,     the lover’s conversation claimed itself     like the old head of the wandering Jew painted on leather,     the head follows the voice,     a fluid that is a body…

Adam Sol: Unveiling Human Feeling in Karen Solie’s “Untitled”

Untitled You’re still young. Someone curled an arm around you as you slept, and upon awaking gently touched your face. The first sound you heard today was a bird, a…

Damian Rogers on Suzanne Buffam’s “The Irrationalist”

A few months ago, a friend’s father challenged me to defend poetry as a product in the marketplace — the demand left me sputtering about art, the relative insignificance of…

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