Jami Macarty | NOR’EASTER

NOR’EASTER The house on Atlantic Ave ………. teeters on the embankment’s ………. edge— ………. a feather could send it crashing. The black-blue sea there’s no stopping ………. kicks in the door, strangles shore. House’s floor: water’s feet. Walls: sand and froth. Salt: a tarnished coating. Wind: a burglar wrestling shutters ………. whistles a tune about […]

Jami Macarty | HELICOPTER

HELICOPTER To propel upward press through the clamped-down lid a two-way bed is all that’s needed. A mutable bed, a mutual bed. One moment replaces another. A tear table, a tea bench.   Inexact, uneven rotors supply lift, pull vertically. To feel the All— the wind’s lid open in the dust.   Author’s Bio JAMI […]

Jami Macarty | WHO THE STRUMMER

WHO THE STRUMMER I am two women who live in parallel universes trying to break and re-create all bonds. She is aware of me and I, her but our communication a febrile ogdoad a nadir of loneliness. This blood-webbing capable of rescue yet every hour wraiths nicker scattershot across irradiated sand. I’m tidal. She’s trickling, […]

Waking to WAKING TO SNOW by Robert MacLean | Review by Jami Macarty

Waking to WAKING TO SNOW by Robert MacLean Review by Jami Macarty In mid-December, 2020, Eleni Zisimatos, the poetry editor and factotum at Vallum, asked me if I would be interested in reviewing Robert MacLean’s Waking to Snow (Isobar Press, 2020). Based on my experience that writing a reader’s response to a book I’m not […]

Jami Macarty | LUSTROUS FUGITIVE

  LUSTROUS FUGITIVE O my Goddess come       and see ………..how I will the long now how memory’s return device guest-hosts my one ………..………………….featherweight life on a median island Goddess       will you will the time of will I to end ………..………………….my infinite future empty of children end my disgrace of form ………..…………………expectant […]

THE MINUSES by Jami Macarty | Review by Bill Neumire

The Minuses by Jami Macarty (Fort Collins, CO: The Center for Literary Publishing, 2020, $16.95, 92 pages) Review by Bill Neumire According to Jami Macarty, “Even when there’s a minus—a dear one dies—life keeps living itself. This is the ethos informing the poems of The Minuses.” Macarty’s debut full-length poetry collection hovers through a prepositional […]