William Morrow 2025
daydreaming w/ Bob Arnold
Mercurial Motion
Ineffable
translucent
white
becomes
a
baroque
pearl
(alone)
in
the
mirror
as
she
fastens
the
platinum
necklace
an
anniversary
present
behind
her:
it
regains
transparency
a
primary
consition
of
Li
Ching
Chao's
naked
nipples.
I
raise
Chinese
mamoncillos
to
my
mouth,
bite
rind
(nipple)
suck
white
viscous
(nipple)
fruit
I
eat
three
meals
(not
certainly
in
sequence)
three
meals
three
languages:
shark
fin
soup.
Sliced
papaya
(drops
of
lime
juice).
Herring
in
brine
with
dill
and
onion.
I
fasten
(unfasten)
Li
Ching
Chao's
necklace
three
times
a
day
(at
night
three
candles)
(printed
kimono
thrown
on
the
floor)
(slow
caterpillar
progress).
Wandering.
Reverberation.
I
receive
the
immanent
grace
of
Guadalupe
(Li
Ching
Chao)
turned
aside
the
middle
distance
the
(second)
condition
of
primordial
mercury:
transfixed
I'm
aware
(transcribe
it
here)
that
I've
left
on
the
beloved's
neck
the
(third)
trace
of
waterlily
(duckweed)
its
(snow-white)
skin
efflorescence
of
fish.
_________________________
Jose Kozer
translated from Spanish by Mark Weiss
from Loba [She-Wolf]
(as her own fierce imagining of a female Coyote-like presence)
I am a shadow crossing ice
I am rusting knife in the water
I am pear tree bitten by frost
I uphold the mountain with my hand
My feet are cut by glass
I walk in the windy forest after dark
I am wrapped in a gold cloud
I whistle thru my teeth
I lose my hat
My eyes are fed to eagles & my jaw
is locked with silver wire
I have burned often and my bones are soup
I am stone giant statue on a cliff
I am mad as a blizzard
I stare out of broken cupboards
__________________________
Diane Di Prima
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C O U N T R Y J O E M c D O N A L D
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1942 ~ 2026
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from Winning His Way
What is poetry. This. Is poetry.
Delicately formed. And pleasing. To the eye.
What is fame. Fame is. The care of. Their. Share.
And so. It. Rhymes better.
A pleasure in wealth. Makes. Sunshine.
And a. Pleasure. In sunshine. Makes wealth.
They will manage very well. As they. Please. Them.
What is fame. They are careful. Of awakening. The. Name.
And so. They. Wait. With oxen. More. Than one.
They speak. Of matching. Country oxen. And.
They speak. Of waiting. As if. They. Had won.
By their. Having. Made. A pleasure. With. Their.
May they. Make it. Rhyme. All. The time.
This is. A pleasure. In poetry. As often. As. Ever.
They will. Supply it. As. A measure.
Be why. They will. Often. Soften.
As they may. As. A. Treasure.
_____________________________
Gertrude Stein (1874-1946)
Produced by Rafiq Bhatia Written by Rafiq Bhatia, Ian Chang & Riley Mulherkar Engineered by Todd Carder Mixed by Rafiq Bhatia & Todd Carder Mastered by Alex DeTurk
Great Ships
Great ships like trees in the
back yard, under the star
paths; navigators of the
night. From the top-mast of my
high windows, I observe the
currents, and the
winds I know by their
smell. Tonight it's the
east wind, cold and
uneasy. Lost cats
crouch in the branches.
The yew berries have all
been trampled onto the
ground. My husband is curled up
in his bunk - his shift is the early
mornings. But I am the night watcher.
I call the stars to me and I
name them, each and every one, in
Arabic.
_____________________________
Dorothy Molloy
The Poems of Dorothy Molloy
Faber & Faber 2021
Empathy Class
To demonstrate, the instructor told the group
to try and kiss each other all at the same time.
We tried, but there was no way of telling
if we were making simultaneous contact.
No matter how lovely it felt — our faces
gently knocking — we couldn't be sure
we were all kissing each other. OK. So
you see my point? We had to admit we did.
_______________________
Jack Underwood
A Year in the New Life
Faber & Faber, 2021
Walking the Land
In the days before the auction of the farm
that cold March of 1962,
I led potential buyers through the fields,
showing them the bounds and listening
to their evaluation of the soil.
The good land was to the front of the house:
the Gate Field; Jackson's; the Western Field;
the Stone Field where the standing stone
had been bulldozed into the quarry.
The Cottage Field stretched to the east,
by the lazy-bed ridges of the Well Field
where the dog bounded to greet you,
his hope-filled eyes dazzling.
To the north was the Screen Field and the Furzy Glen
where we had seen long-eared owls
winging mystically through the twilight.
Below the pink spreading hawthorn in Murt's Field
was the Guttery Gap into the Quarry Field
that led to Dominic's Inch where we used to gather
frail mushrooms in the dawn along the river.
But none of these were considerations
that weighed much with the shrewd and thoughtful men
who were pondering a bid for our farmland.
_____________________
Bernard O'Donoghue
The Anchorage
Faber & Faber, 2025
from A Woman Looks Over Her Shoulder
The creature twists the knob
it's locked
Somebody
A woman looks
over her shoulder
and sees
nobody
falling
out the window
Nobody
pursues her
Mixer
A woman lives
on an island
in a glass ball
When the ball is shaken
rocks spiral and storm
and someone
is always
shaking
See the World
A woman is asked
the question
When are you going back
to your place?
Never she says
When I'm from there is no living
only surviving
That's why I'll never go back
count my blessings to reside here
count my wounds and bruises
to remain here
And wait for my children
to have the opening
I don't have anymore
not now with the holes unmended
with hands clenched
around a stranger's bedsheet
around a broomstick
around an old hand
An opening to throw
questions like this in the wastebin
Say:
I contain many places my place
is anywhere I please
~
The creature finds the right key
Twists the knob
it's open
Opens her third eye
and knows
This is the Whore's City
~
In the Whore City the coffee is always hot
and the doors always open
Everyone says yes
come in dear
just come in
no need to take off your shoes
All the houses have wood paneling
from floor
to ceiling
Insulated
so nothing ever comes
howling well well well
in through the cracks
~
Oh!
If you could just see it
look in
through just the right keyhole
with all eyes open
wide
__________________________
Brynja Hjalmsdottir
A Woman Looks Over Her shoulder
translated from the Icelandic by Rachel Britton
Circumference Books 2025
Cosmic Rays · Charlie Parker Quartet Now’s The Time: The Genius Of Charlie Parker #3 ℗ 1953 UMG Recordings, Inc. Released on: 1952-12-12 Composer Lyricist: Charlie Parker Producer: Norman Granz