JESSE COLIN YOUNG ~

 

Queens, NY 1941 ~ March 16, 2025, Aiken, South Carolina

photo: Ed Perlstein/Redferns, via Getty Images

AFRIZAL MALNA ~

 

Portrait of a Felled Tree

I told him, today at seven in the morning.  A

Tuesday scented with screwpine leaves.  Tomorrow,

Wednesday. Yesterday, a jackfruit tree whose fruit

just grew in the hot season had an appointment

to meet Wednesday tomorrow morning.  But my neighbor

says, this is Friday.  I don't know whether

this is just a matter of a difference in grammar between

me and my neighbor.  Of course there are traditions

between us,  between

humans,  like using chaos as a

way to organize ourselves.  And surviving things that

don't make any sense.  For example:

There used to be a family here, says the jackfruit

tree.  You can see the traces of a gas stove,

sand that still holds the smell of your pillow,  tears

that bind your books and make your dreams

into a frame that lets loose a portrait of me

on the edge of a Sunday.

___________________________

Document Shredding Machine

Afrizal Malna

translated by Daniel Owen

World Poetry 2024

KNEECAP AND THE IRISH LANGUAGE ~

 

    Belfast, Northern Ireland

THE MAVERICKS ~

 

      December 12, 2022

THIS BAKER WORKS ALONE IN THE WILDERNESS ~

 

       Trent Cooper

JOE BOYD'S TERRIFIC BOOK OF MUSIC ~

 

MORE!

First ZE Books, 2024

LEE GRANT ~

 

L E E   G R A N T

A C T O R,  A C T I V I S T,  F I L M M A K E R

W A S   B O R N

   O C T O B E R  31, 1925

TODD WEBB, I SEE A CITY ~

 

T O D D   W E B B

      Thames & Hudson, 2017

JOYCE MANSOUR ~

 

Beneath the Central Tower

            for Matta

Hands wandered over the keys

And strange words issued from Her

Floated on the surfaces of the stream

I heard the dialect of undressing sexes

Hands wrote on the valves

Twenty-four seven

And assassinations would have to follow

In the same bluish twilight where the steel serpents hiss

Where seagulls cry and mature women flourish

With inflamed pistils and junky wounds

I was a little intimidated

It would have been so luxurious

To have the power to piss in the street

_________________

In the Glittering Maw

Selected Poems

Joyce Mansour

translated by C. Francis Fisher

World Poetry 2024

RED PINE MEETS TAO YUANMING ~

 

Drinking Alone During Constant Rain

All lives come to an end

since ancient times it's been so

we hear the names of Song and Qiao

but where are they now

an old friend gave me some wine

he said it would make me immortal

I tried a cup and my cares disappeared

I poured again and forgot about Heaven

how could Heaven be other than here

nothing surpasses accepting what's real

celestial cranes with their magic wings

might reach the world's edge with a flap

since I embraced this truth

I have made it through forty years

my body may have changed long ago

my mind without doubt is still here

________________________

Tao Yuanming

translated by Red Pine

Copper Canyon Press, 2023

ON THE BANKS OF MONKS POND ~

 

R E A D   M E

     Broadstone Books

     2004

MISSISSIPPI WITNESS ~

 

R E A D   M E

      University of Mississippi

      2019

ASSEMBLY ~ SNYDER, STANSBURY, CROWDER, NADER ~

 

    Timothy Snyder

    Melanie Stansbury

    Trae Crowder

     Ralph Nader

JOHN MONTAGUE ~

 

A Liberties Press Book

2007

PIERRE JORIS ~

 

P I E R R E   J O R I S

July 14, 1946, in Strasbourg, France ~

February 27, 2025, Brooklyn, NY

      photo: Nicole Peyraffite

ILAN PAPPE ~

R E A D   M E 

and new:

      Oneworld 2024

DROP ON DOWN IN FLORIDA ~

 

H E R E

      Dust-to-Digital

HAL HIRSHORN ~

 

H A L   H I R S H O R N

1965 ~ 2025

JESSE ED DAVIS ~

 

R E A D   M E

THOREAU'S GOD ~

 

R E A D   M E

       University of Chicago Press

       2024