National Poetry Month: LIGHT AWAY NOW by Matt Cozart
Light Away Now by Matt Cozart What to find: a little well sped up attention eye. It’s an audition I’m moving slower than. Don’t keep your hands in your hands, I wouldn’t want to be ended at them. Beginning home seems swept into some already over. No late look...
National Poetry Month: ON DANCING by Elizabeth Robinson
On Dancing by Elizabeth Robinson Like a flavor draining down one’s throat, the exudates of sound and waltz. God said dancing was no elixir and was befouled with its own suspicions until the angel reclaimed its message, having traveled through you,...
National Poetry Month: THREE UNTITLED POEMS by Graham Foust
Three Untitled Poems by Graham Foust Inaccuracy’s inevitable, and even sleep is gestural. A black oval props open my mouth. * Bundled up and descending a subway staircase, the day done without, another gash in whatever time I might have left to agree with gravity, I...