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Will Alexander
as magical utterance as roughage self-specified in opening form onto random scholarly dust thus asking myself the one-line equation of how astonishment boils

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Eleni Sikelianos
for dream. Then I remembered language is a lingering we keep hoping will draw up exigence like water      from a well, metal...

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Here, Jordan complicates the most basic building blocks of syntax. Words that we take for granted (i.e. “from,” “with,” “to”) come under the poet’s scrutiny and cannot be passed over. He reveals how a preposition as simple as “with” contains multiple opposites–to mean both toward and against; because of and despite–which, when illuminated, disrupts meaning and demands that I look more closely. Throughout the book, Jordan shows how chance encounters, moments, and words can upend a life. Nothing is static; words, people, and history are dynamic and exist in relationship to each other and a larger context.

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A. Van Jordan
I ask again, where do the babies come from? And I'm snapped Back to the spelling bee as the announcer repeats Nemesis As two tongues dance like a poor child for change Behind his teeth.

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Joyelle McSweeney
in your sleep you repeat the motion of advancing, retracting of flinging wide your nets to net the moon but like every tide you fail like a pulsing star you signal like a star you fail to hide behind your signal

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Mariana Berenice Bredow Vargas (translated from the Spanish by Forrest Gander)
we barely know, who hardly matter to us, words that only hide us from sorrow, forgive me                for saying so, but facing death, there’s just no place                              for dissimulation, and I can’t imagine what...

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tatiana nascimento (translated from the Portuguese by Natália Affonso)
planning the end of the world, to me, is an Afro-diasporic longing for night becoming day on the roof of your mouth, word apocalypse.

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Robert Wood Lynn
memory for continuing to be the past with a leak in it somehow I love you a little better every day surprised by it each morning the way I am always surprised by how goats make the sound of drunks making goat noises

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Kim Hyesoon (translated from the Korean by Don Mee Choi)
The inside is life and the outside is death Life is a sealed bag I think that the guardrail bed is flying away...

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