Day Surgery or Toward A Big Unsubtle Ars Poetica

October 16, 2016

Contributor’s Marginalia: Susannah Nevison on “My Big Unsubtle Feelings” by Rebecca Hazelton My big unsubtle feeling is that we’re stuck in our bodies, that we drag them with us everywhere we go, and that this living, this very unsubtle living, is a lot of work. My big unsubtle feeling is that I once thought my body’s birth […]

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Actual Miraculous

October 10, 2016

Contributor’s Marginalia: Jessica Johnson on “I am the miraculous” and “My Environs” by Martha Silano In Seattle, where I lived for eight years, tech giants, research institutions, and freeways with life-altering traffic rise up alongside deep blue (and deeply altered) bodies of water and woods that shelter owls, raccoons, and other nocturnals. In “I am the miraculous” […]

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Fourteen Questions/Musings Provoked by Austin Allen’s “Where He Is”

October 3, 2016

Contributor’s Marginalia: Dan Albergotti on “Where He Is” by Austin Allen What if hell is a studio in Burbank? What if someone invents a mechanism to measure weeping levels? Think of the practical applications, of the vials—the vats!—of tears kept on file in cavernous research labs, of the value as a physical polling device. The tears […]

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Door into the Dark

September 12, 2016

Contributor’s Marginalia: Austin Allen on “Meant, in Time to Crack” by Stephen Kampa The speaker of Stephen Kampa’s “Meant, in Time, to Crack” is seeking a revelation—not desperately but methodically, the way you’d test a combination lock: I count the seconds, click by weighted click, As though they were the tumblers to a safe           I meant, […]

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Lineages and Lines

September 6, 2016

Contributor’s Marginalia: Stephen Kampa on “Tower Scheherazade” by Austin Allen I suspect that for many writers with formal inclinations, Kay Ryan has opened up new possibilities for short-lined verse. There have been other models, of course. Alan Shapiro uses short free verse lines with wit and panache when he writes, . . . the very air […]

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