Uncertainty | Baris Semerci

The child will never recover From you But life goes on Doesn’t it Even though They shoot horses Don’t they Life endures In a manner That is hard To label You have destroyed What she believed in You have policed her life And the lives Of others You tell untruths Fabricate Deflect Blame Retract and…

“The Power of the Fragile” by Mohamed Toukabri. Photo © Christian Tandberg The last time I saw my mother she was in a hospice bed, barely alive; I can’t remember the year. I grabbed her hand, muttered “Bye, Ma”, left the room, drove to the airport. The last, and perhaps only, time I remember my…

The wise ape is smiling because he knows he’s an ape The rest of the apes don’t seem to see, they give themselves pretty stones from rivers and chatter about epistemology They pretend they are something other than animal, violent, selfish, reading their little books or no reading at all Even though the wise ape…

Kate Middelton’s recently published book length poem Television (Giramando) is an emotional survey of the poet’s tv watching history. Both in its form and compositional approach, the poem owes much to A.R. Ammons’s Garbage. As Middleton writes in the book’s notes, “Re-reading Garbage, I was struck by the fact that in taking garbage as his…

as bones dry tears irrigate landscapes blushed cheeks, running creeks of mascara blues dark shadows oversee graveyards of feelings and epitaphs of irony form words on stone monuments to the dead fantasies of forever intended “i do’s” i walk through this silent storm during partially moonlit nights and think of you, and you and you…

The name of Wan-hua Street is the signifier or signified, I hesitate, what attracts me is not interpretation, but the changing poetic sentiment. Which exact meaning can be located for the Hua, a Chinese character? paces of one or two people, or a belle and furbelows of her? If we use adjectives like extravagant, prodigal,…