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Apparition
Mark Doty
‘an orange plastic basket of compost / down from the top of the garden – sweet dark, / fibrous rot, promising’
Advice Column
Kazim Ali
‘Me always untorn and enslaved / Weird notions of gender and ground / Nothing but you between me and god.’
Two Poems
Hoa Nguyen
‘I wrote ‘valley’ when I meant ‘longing’ / Your laugh a river A trout kind of green.’
A Meeting of Minds with Henry David Thoreau
Andrew Motion
‘What am I doing here more than looking – / which I would stop / only to help things through their vanishing’
Beyond Sunset
Mary Ruefle
‘Red sadness never appears sad . . . it appears in flashes of passion, anger, fear, inspiration and courage, in dark unsellable visions; it is an upside down penny concealed beneath a tea cosy.’
Krapp Hour
Anne Carson
‘Funny to end up here you may think, in this line of work, did I back into it, well more or less.’
Never did amount to anything
Dorothea Lasky
‘Hi there, dear sister, I’m sad / But here to tell you / That you never did amount to anything’
Two Poems
Tomaž Šalamun
‘Heads of saints fell off and / smashed the glassy cages. My voice smashed them.’
Einstein on the Beach
Hugh Seidman
‘So many thugs in any century how crush them all? / All passports stamped for the underworld’
Three Poems
Sakutarō Hagiwara
‘What I do not have is Everything: / how is it that I won’t bear this neediness?’
