The Soul of AnythingCare is the Moonless Cape of Tenderness THE SOUL OF ANYTHING After Hilma af Klint I was trying to leave this world for a sobriety of my own making, where symbols could be the soul of anything. I began wasting away. I began botanically, clipping sharp corners into clouded middles & summoning […]
RECEIVED PRONUNCIATION
https://fenceportal.org/wp-content/uploads/2024/11/Tommy-ORourke-Received-Pronunciation.m4a I am sorry I knocked over your Waterford ice bucket. I get so nervous when you make me sing. What with the wasp nest swelling on the ceiling. What with the hatchet whispering on the wall. I know these things because I’m hungry: dawn comes in like a bow pulled across the strings of […]
Ode to Mud Season – A Vispo Journal
Outside the Children’s & Maternity Thrift Shop Outside the children’s & maternity thrift shop stood the little girl with her dog looking down at the wet sidewalk. The worms are dying, she said, dragging each syllable through sad honey, which startled me— I was not expecting to be addressed, having forgotten the gift of perception […]
Year 2089
A valve opens. Electrode fluid enters your brain. You feel the whole Anthill inhale…and exhale. They tune their instruments.
Madre
Madre A woman How many times we fled from the world, How long they burned our hands: Long we served the office of giving birth, cooking dinner, raising beasts. They relegated us to be trophies, in the halls of important men. We bit our tongues in the face of insults, we stayed our fists, before […]
Notes Towards a Failed Book
Any response to the question, “What’s the matter with American poetry right now?” addresses, at least implicitly, the fate of language itself in society at the present time and the role of poets in cultivating and defending language. As guardians of the vigor of language, poets readily — and even stereotypically — express a weighty […]
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