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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.

Follow me on the Twittah

  • Youngest son's soccer team kicks more goals than the other team. Still loses. 1 week ago
  • Hey buddy, nice purse. Yeah I know it's a baby bjorn & that you're an amazing dad, but the thing is you'll never catch me in that thing. 1 week ago
  • To forestall my midlife crisis, my wife is allowing me to put a racers stripe on the mini van. 1 week ago
  • I don't care if you think I'm crude & sexist, if I see you with two large coffee mugs and you're my wife I'm going to say, "Hey, nice mugs." 1 week ago
  • My wife gets me sexy undies cause she likes me to dance for- oh here she is. She's shaking her head and laughing. Oh. 1 week ago

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