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Sadaf Halai

‘Of the 36 views of Fuji, this one is the strangest: / the great wave off Kanagawa, frozen and tempestuous, / both sound and silence.’


Angélica Freitas

‘amelia, the real woman, / ran away with the bearded lady’

Black Against the Sky, the Giant Mothers

Selima Hill

‘Black against the sky the giant mothers / are whispering together in the moonlight’

Black Rot and Mildew

Leontia Flynn

‘a look I’d managed to accessorize / with raw dermatological distress.’

Cooley High: 1991

Aracelis Girmay

‘Please stay with me as I / replay the last touch.’


Paul Farley

‘I’m holding out. / I’m blue in the face.’

End of the Pier Show

Michael Hofmann

‘They were fascinated / by what they seemed to have contained.’

Fortunate It Is If Her Skirts Do Not Catch Fire

Amy Gerstler

‘I must remember god is not my private / secretary.’


Benoit Jutras

‘Our nation is a spell of nerves and gas. We say yes to monsters, to elegies etched in our palms.’ Translated by Daniel Canty.

Heavily Redacted

Luiza Flynn-Goodlett

‘Syllables are excised by / X-Acto, fed into a shredder / for good measure.’

How to Get Over Someone You Love

Adam Fitzgerald

‘Would you like to come with me for some / old-fashioned inconclusive combat?’

I’ll Come Later Tomorrow

J.V. Foix

‘all in black, her arms raised in the air, their shadow sketching some malign bird I couldn’t recognize’


Sadaf Halai

‘It made the sound of / a small balloon dropping.’


Leontia Flynn

‘The opposite of simply sitting about / in your head, like an egg in eggshell.’

PK 754

Yasmeen Hameed

‘Tell me, what is this cry of pain in the air?’

Release the Darkness to New Lichen

Peter Gizzi

‘otherwise it is all otherwise I’m lost, did I say that’

Remembered Summer

Troy Jollimore

‘Our conversations faltered, the celestial musicians / took a break between sets, and all the little engines / we had so painstakingly gathered and constructed / lapsed into stillness for a few brief moments.’

Sanjay Nagar Blues

Anjum Hasan

‘motorcyclists like to howl / and dogs drop bulging bags of garbage / from their mouths when they see other dogs / they want to mount’

Saturday Night

Lavinia Greenlaw

‘Do they dance for those creatures / whose unmade selves / come unbuttoning out of the dark?’


Fanny Howe

‘Every cupboard is old, / every glass and cup / wiped clean.’

Song for Goliath

Kim Fu

‘I see them as a needlepoint sampler, / flowing script that reads: everyone suffers.’


Ishion Hutchinson

‘The train station was a cemetery. / Drunk with spirits, another being entered.’


Kimiko Hahn

‘The lemon shark / who returns to the same mangrove-lined shallows / every year to give birth.’

The Door Was Open and the House Was Dark

Seamus Heaney

‘I called his name, although I knew / The answer this time would be silence / That kept me standing listening while it grew.’

The Japanese Firefly Squid

Kimiko Hahn

‘nothing like an ancient corridor where a / woman is stripped of resistance.’

The Joy of Difficulty

Lavinia Greenlaw

‘did you breathe differently / as if equipped with an aqualung’

Three Poems

Sakutarō Hagiwara

‘What I do not have is Everything: / how is it that I won’t bear this neediness?’

Three Poems

Kim Kyung Ju

‘Underneath the leaves that stack my upper lip / the reindeer do not share their love.’ Translated from the Korean by Jake Levine.

Two Poems

Richard Godden

‘She is, sharp as / an aftertaste of iron; and yet, at times, / dull.’

Two Poems

Jack Gilbert

‘Loneliness is the mother’s milk of America. / The heart is a foreign country whose language none / of us is good at. ’

Two Poems

Kimiko Hahn

‘Certainly the tide or the dog striding along the sluff of seaweed, / this afternoon – brown, light green, black green, white and red.’