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Bio: Kushal Poddar, the author of ‘Postmarked Quarantine’ has eight books to his credit. He is a journalist, father, and the editor of ‘Words Surfacing’. His works have been translated into twelve languages. Twitter- https://twitter.com/Kushalpoe
Rot
All day I have been hearing my voice
ricocheting in the silent solstitial house.
It is like a mewling cat caught in a trough.
We hear from every apartment until we do not.
And then we understand death.
I used to keep a bowl of cat food
at the chut's mouth. The bowl had 'Hope'
inscribed on it. An overflow of ants
startled me. The bowl was shattered.
I washed my hands again and again,
opened the medicine cabinet, rattled
the orange vial of the pills all expired long ago.
Rain Violence The shrapnel of rain struck against the tarpaulin of a makeshift shop pierce my state of being. All day, a day that…
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The fleeting
winsomeness
of good advice
not taken,
but considered,
leaving a taste on the
back of the tongue
like stately wine
too arid for
untutored palates
suffused with
sweeter vintages.
Kathryn Lasseter is a retired college professor who, after many years, has recently returned to writing poetry. Her poems have appeared in Heimat Review and are forthcoming in BarBar and Stone Poetry Quarterly.
The tingle of getting sipped
to the last drop
is not for every beverage.
Strewing one’s story
to the final straw is not for all.
Over-the-top affirmations
aren’t harpoons of hostility
but words hurled without a hitch.
If you feel good dubbing feelings
to dockets, you must do so.
I will abide by the business
of loving you.
Sanjeev Sethi has authored seven books of poetry. He has been published in over thirty countries. In December 2022, he edited Dreich Planet #1 for Hybriddreich, Scotland. In 2023, he won the First Prize in a Poetry Competition by the prestigious National Defence Academy, Pune. He lives in Mumbai, India.
Rachel Blau DuPlessis is an intriguing poet (including collaged visual poems) and critic. Her Selected Poems can’t help but feel centred around, perhaps grounded by, her Drafts project: 114 (+) cantos which rework, or ‘fold’, 19 poems six times over, riffing and refining, tangenting away from and interrogating the texts themselves and the author’s processes and poetical understanding. The sequence is both a challenge to and a critical deconstruction of some of the very male modernist long poems of sequences such as Pound’s Cantos and Olson’s Maximus project; and the long poem is also the subject of a recent critical volume.
There are under a 100 pages of poetry preceding Drafts in this Selected Poems, mostly fragmented lyrics, perhaps most akin to the work of, say, Rae Armantrout. The last line of the very first poem included here, 1970’s ‘A Poem to Myself’, acts as a kind of manifesto…
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Letting you go
I wrap you in the Sweet sad soft Buds of my love A short goodbye hug Clumsy tender embrace Started too late Finished too soon I catch the dagger-bright flash Of your final smile Before I walk off My world darkening fast My cracked heart dripping A maroon trail Of aborted memories Tracing my path To hollowness Remembrance Saturday I lay dead, imaginary Flowers On the grave of your Memory Slowly trace The stone cold letters Of your tombstone With a middle finger That I will keep raised A little while longer Just for you B F Jones is French and lives in the UK. She has flash fiction and poetry in various UK and US online magazines. Her poetry chapbook, Last Orders, and collection, Panic Attack, will both be published by Close To The Bone late 2021. https://punknoirmagazine.wordpress.com/2021/02/28/insomnia-by-bf-jones/A Fevers of the Mind Quick-9 Interview with…
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