A NONPARTISAN CONVERSATION WITH GEORGE ELLIOTT CLARKE | Interview by Henry Kronk

A NONPARTISAN CONVERSATION WITH GEORGE ELLIOTT CLARKE¬† Interview by Henry Kronk Henry Kronk: You were just elected [or, as I should have said, appointed] to be the parliamentary poet laureate. Congratulations, by the way. George Elliott Clarke: Thank you, Henry. Merci beaucoup. HK: Would you have thought twice about [accepting] that appointment had Stephen Harper‚Äôs […]

Katherine Noone | WINTER WIND

WINTER WIND How do you kick up your heels with such gusto at three in the morning? Your rage rattles windows¬† and¬† doors, your wails mournful as¬† a¬† banshee¬† scorned Awakened we¬† dangle¬† on¬† bedsides like¬† tree¬† branches bent¬† from¬† your¬† rampage.   Click here to watch Katherine Noone read this poem. Author’s Bio Katherine […]

Peter Dale Scott | CHAINSAW DHAMMA

  CHAINSAW DHAMMA After the pre-dawn hour of chanting and meditation in the dhamma hall on Setting in Motion the Wheel of Dhamma lokutaro yo ca tadattha-dipano (that which is beyond the conditioned world) and after the hot oatmeal prepared by the anagarikas in white …………………… lay attendants remains of frost dripping off the kitchen […]

Tia McLennan | HOW TO MAKE MONEY FROM HOME

HOW TO MAKE MONEY FROM HOME Woken by the erratic siren; coyote weaving the valley chanting code: three yips, a howl, pause. Looped. The moon floods the frozen world, the coyote‚Äôs voice stitches together our careful, private distances. So close at one point she seemed just under my window, calling up. Calling on all the […]

Andy Verboom | THE MEGAFAUN: FACT OR FICTION?

THE MEGAFAUN: FACT OR FICTION? It‚Äôs thought they died with their necks bent. The twelve-foot splay of their antlers the tonnage of their antlers driving their muzzles into ploughshares. A sacred knot in their shoulders a perpetual shrug in their shoulders heaving their bodies over plains endless with grass their heat through continents of ice […]

Anthony Labriola | UNTAMED HEART

UNTAMED HEART Candles spark and flicker on the Cardiac ………. Unit, one for each year of my mother‚Äôs untamed ………………. heart. Her ticker flutters wilder than the rhythms of eighty-eight birthdays before. Beds in the Quad ………. cradle four heart patients, one for each chamber ………………. of the wordless heart. The lifespan longer than a […]

Elana Wolff | CORD

CORD First the forces: gases, heat and radiation; stars. We are stardust sing the physicist and bard. We are quartz and bats and roses, we are poetry: Rimbaud, Blake. Baudelaire, Bidart. We‚Äôre fugue of Bach and Glass; Celan. World gets into us every breath. Yes to every sentence. I held to the imbecile cord‚ÄĒtill it […]

Miki Fukuda | BESTIARY

BESTIARY There is no place to hide before God ………. whose name we invented as if our imagination needed a shelter from the storm or a hut of our own to come home to or, perhaps, a safe to put away our terrific ………. treasures. There is no place to hide before animals, ………. themselves […]

Amanda Earl | BEDLAM SPRING

BEDLAM SPRING* write in ink as green as arsenic wallpaper that killed Napoleon take photo of azure hole in clouds inebriate your eyes chartreuse leaves their new spring leap into fresh untamed season but bide a while bide a while burn your Russian amber drink your Irish tea stay away from strange men on the […]