crossing as we would | gary lundy | review & new poetry
Book review of gary lundy’s poetry collection, “each room echoes absence,” plus six new poems of his.
Book review of gary lundy’s poetry collection, “each room echoes absence,” plus six new poems of his.
She enjoyed scavenging—three poems by Meg Harris: Memory, Bird Sanctuary, and Travel.
Three selected excerpts from Krysia Jopek’s Hourglass Studies, forthcoming from Crisis Chronicles Press.
Six poems by gary lundy—through sights and sounds into observations close and deep.
Visual poetry/commentary/sociology/whatever it is to you. Nex(+)us by Michael Dickel on Meta/Phor(e)/Play.
Michael Dickel’s poem, ”epistemological metaphysics of rhetorical hallucinations,” explores a mind.
A flight of fancy—escape through language, desire, politics—an end game—a poem by Michael Dickel.
These 3 poems by gary lundy dance to music & drink coffee—reading your meaning, meaning your reading.
Adeena Karasick takes us on a satiric tour through the shards and fragments of literary and post-consumerist culture.
Surrealist dreamscape through a wormhole—a poem by Michael Dickel.
Want to dive into monstrous conversations firing missiles across continental divides? Write your opinion! Hybrid flash by Michael Dickel
A hybrid essay-fiction flash set in a mystical garden that doesn’t exist in Jerusalem Recalled but possibly in Jerusalem Imagined.
Afraid & weak, NAZI werewolves bark, bite, howl, yip. If they didn’t run in packs, they’d be nothing, pornography.
Three poems | memory | gary lundy
These three poems play on memory, nostalgia, loss, and longing.
This fantastic figuration of f-words features consonance oh such consonance in an experimental play of sound(ing) mean(ing).
This hybrid between non-fiction, found poetry, & experimental-performance poetry connects hunger-stress-climate change and war. It hints at a desire for peace, & harmony.
Circumstances My eyes shutter closed. Sirens scream because what else could they say? A bomb went off in a bus just up the street from here, down from the ice cream shop, “Whipped Cream.” The kids and I walked out of it about an hour before. No one […]
Rosy photographs, rosy poems, and a discussion of poetry—hybrid writing: poem-essay-digital photography.