“The Sonnet Is Dead”, a sonnet by Joanna Cleary
From the Summer 2018 issue of Temz Review here is a sonnet (of course) by Joanna Cleary. I like its ironic treatment of contemporary lit crit certainties. And of course,…
Category: words
“I am missing too many important things/because I don’t know how to read.” -‘If I Knew Braille’, a poem by Holly Day
From The Writing Disorder If I Knew Braille If I knew Braille, perhaps I could read the graffiti of purple-mouthed limpets clinging to old, sea-washed boulders the secret Bibles of…
“Circle”, a poem by Holly Day
via Rabid Oak, Issue 12, a poem about recurrence in history. And crows: History gathers up in a swirl of images seemingly unconnected as individual incidents clumping together to form a…
“Nothing Odd Will Do Long” – Lawrence Sterne Memorial, Clonmel
Lawrence Sterne of Tristram Shandy fame was born in Clonmel in 1713. Spending only a few months of infancy there, he is nevertheless commerorated by two memorials in the town…
Elizabeth Bishop’s “One Art”, the poetry of loss, and bereavement
The poetry magazine Magma has a call for submissions for a special issue on Loss. The deadline is April 30th – so you better get writing if you want to enter…
L.M. Sacasas on accusations of romanticising the past.
At The Frailest Thing blog, L.M. Sacasas identifies something I’ve often noticed and wish there was a handy word for: Steven Pinker and Jason Hickel have recently engaged in a…
“The Thing I Am”, Jorge Luis Borges
From The Paris Review online: I have forgotten my name. I am not Borges (Borges died at La Verde, under fire) Nor am I Acevedo, dreaming of battle, Nor my…
“Mars Ever Nearer”, John Jay Speredakos – Chaleuer Magazine
I liked this poem by John Jay Speredakos of the recurrent violent reciprocity of conflict and war. Mars Ever Nearer Twenty millennia ago when we made spears, we did…
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