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I met Leonard Cohen once, by chance. It was here, on the streets of our city. I’ve written a poem about him too. “Oh Leonard, do not make me suffer. Just tell me how it feels to have the world under your pen…” That was back in the days when I wrote poems. I’ve taken a photo of a look-alike, …
by Mary Szybist
Graywolf Press 2013
Reviewed by Jesse Nathan
In one telling of the Hebrew exodus, the angels cheer as God wracks the Egyptians. “They are also my children,” he thunders, and the hosts fall silent. Satan, in the old stories, was a fallen angel. Rilke wrote, “Every angel is terrifying”—because who knows what their appearance might signal? Beings endowed with God-like power, but also …
Crystal Hoffman’s “Drill” in PANK
Jennifer Grotz in The Kenyon Review
Stephanie Ann Whited at The Volta
Joshua Edwards at Pen American
Mike Krutel at iO: A Journal of New American Poetry
Bill Christophersen in The Antioch Review
I have been lucky enough to know Farrah Field for quite a few years now. I can still remember reading her first book, Rising and thinking whoa, this is my friend! Over the years, our friendship and my admiration have resulted…
As I remember, a major claim of early ’90s pop was that the real—the real reality of ourselves—exists. The most important thing one had to do while alive was to somehow permit this personal authenticity, this real realness, to …