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The first part of Averill Curdy’s long poem Ovid in America was great + this line:

“No midnight is so private as the sea’s”

Some nice phrases in Roddy Lumsden’s Yeast, particularly “primal juddering”, “gurns in the salty” and “queasy tea”.

A couple of pleasing things from Laura Kasischke: Mushrooms and Rondeau.

A line from C.K. Williams : “alive the brush is with pain”

Arthur Rimbaud’s poem Royalty could either be romantic or dark, I prefer the romantic reading.

Tim Bowling : The Last Days of Summer Before the First Frost

Todd Boss : Amidwives

Lines from Karen An-Hwei Lee : “as Aquinas whispers, the things/ we love tell us who we are.”

The crown jewel of the issue is Atsuro Riley’s Sunder and Craw.

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  • Wife: What are you working on? Me: My blood alcohol level. Wife: ... Me: BaDum TSS!* *[me falling into drumkit] 2 days ago
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