Best Book of 1996: The Lost Lunar Baedeker
‘Mina Loy has been a preferred voice in my head, echoing with a signature delirious chant as a kind of primordial poetry mother.’
‘It’s dangerous like a very powerful doorbell. / Or a portrait covered with a blanket.’
‘even more it was a wish for boundless spaces, a wish for the inexpressibly wide and broad, for the unharnessing of human life’ – New poetry by Sharmistha Mohanty.
‘In my crumbling country every day, / people spend their lives standing in lines / to buy designer sneakers.’
‘a man caught my eye as I was about to cross the road / and asked to shake my hand. You have a kind face, he said.’
‘the earth will heal / eventually / magnificently / when our species / is gone’
There Is No Light of the World But the World
‘The mountain rises and sleeps backward / into a cloud-captured sun’
‘She is luscious / and plump like marshmallow; part edible baby, / part nosy neighbour.’
‘cut a piece from a lip and put in a secret place’ – New poetry translated from the Icelandic by Vala Thorodds.