Jaan Kaplinski

‘I don’t remember whether I believed that I could just / abandon one life to begin another’

Jaan Kaplinski

‘Things didn’t remember their names and I have begun to forget them’

Laura Kasischke

‘The moth locked up all / winter in the strongbox.’

Laura Kasischke

‘But here we are again, you and I, the / two of us, tangled / up and biological.’

David Katz

‘Ever notice the change that comes over / your gentle wife the minute she sets / foot in a grocery store?’

Amy Key

‘She is luscious / and plump like marshmallow; part edible baby, / part nosy neighbour.’

Vénus Khoury-Ghata

‘The wells are kept for the use of the dead who splash the / walls with their silence.’

John Kinsella

‘None of it made sense. The house shows / no signs – the old core of the house as it is now – / of fire, of giving up the ghost.’

John Kinsella

‘What locked-away / state of unawareness, other life form, / brings desire to combust / out of rock exposed to flame’

John Kinsella

‘They are superbly and viscerally unreal / and I feel their living drive’

John Kinsella

‘Tryptamine skies and the forehand backhand falter / in earth’s revolutions’

Caleb Klaces

‘When I was younger I drafted a memory. / I drew a rectangle on a piece of card / and called it a computer.’

Jennifer L. Knox

‘The Tanners are like mushrooms: born with every molecule / they’ll ever need.’

Caroline Knox

‘Make way, please, for the / cold blob; not blog, it’s / blob.’

Noelle Kocot

‘What I am equipped to do is different / Than what I have been called for.’

Noelle Kocot

‘the problematic / Ocean spreads itself out. We take it in stride, / And we do our best.’

Rodney Koeneke

‘Lover, does it matter / how the river spends its glitter’

Nick Laird

‘Everything already is fraying at the edges if not completely gone.’

Ivan Landzhev

‘My chess teacher / used to tell me: / ‘Play your own game.’’

James Lasdun

‘Blizzard died. I’m remembering / his limitless affection.’

James Lasdun

‘I’m talking to you old man. / Listen to me as you step inside this garden’

Dorothea Lasky

‘Hi there, dear sister, I’m sad / But here to tell you / That you never did amount to anything’

Dorothea Lasky

‘In this life // There is always time // To make a comeback’

Melissa Lee-Houghton

‘I walk away from you / without glancing back, in case you see in me something I don’t.’

Sylvia Legris

‘noce, the heart—the nut that gestates the tree of veins.’

Sylvia Legris

‘Narcotic, / unworldly, a toxic doctrine / of undivine retribution.’

Sylvia Legris

‘By the dog the minced oaths, / the god-wounds, the solemnly / declared chronical maladies.’

Raven Leilani

‘I sent messages in nine point font / arcing through the Internet, asking him / do you believe in our heavenly Father?’

Ben Lerner

‘We need to harness the vaguely erotic disappointment that attends the realization you aren’t being followed.’

Megan Levad

‘Out of the Zeitgeist / and onto the party barge.’

Tim Lilburn

‘The mountain rises and sleeps backward / into a cloud-captured sun’

Zeyar Lynn

‘Do I have the heart to drink a glass of cool Coke?’

Zeyar Lynn

‘Our errors evolved into nature.’ Translated from the Burmese by ko ko thett.

Nathaniel Mackey

Derek Mahon

‘a voice, not quite a voice, in the sea distance / listening to its own thin cetaceous whistle’

Amit Majmudar

‘Never laid a snare for nothin. / Never caught a bullfrog. Broke / my slingshot wishbone, wishin. / Never had a smoke.’ New poetry from Amit Majmudar.