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Reflections on shame in sacred spaces

Kate Duckney

‘At sunset the light is both nasty and nice / in my robe.’

Relinquish

Kazim Ali

‘I haven’t learned very much in my life, I’ve just become a more / Choreographed disaster’

Self-Portrait as Amnesiac

John Burnside

‘Shoeboxes lined with eggs and empty / pomegranates drying in a bowl, / mousebones and wicker, chess pieces, muddled coats.’

Solitude

Huang Canran

‘Two friends, who hadn’t met in a year / sat chatting in a house.’

Sonnet 3

Rae Armantrout

‘Your dad told me to tell you / how good you look to him right now.’ Rae Armantrout revisits Shakespeare’s sonnet 3.

Sundial Tone

Garrett Caples

‘light plays on the planet / long enough to tell time’

Tasked with Designing the Vienna House

Ken Babstock

‘Sky of bright rust and / soapy aquamarine.’

The Blue Clerk

Dionne Brand

‘Now you are sounding like me, the clerk says. I am you, the author says.’

The Day Etta Died

John Burnside

‘I was marking a stack of essays / on Frank O’Hara / and each had a Wiki- / paragraph to say / who Genet was.’

The Emotional Life of Plants

Rae Armantrout

An exciton consists / of the escaped negative / (electron) / and the positive hole / it left behind.

The Lady and the Skull

Angela Carter

‘I believed I had defined the problem. / With which the picked skull had presented me.’

The Making of the English Landscape

Simon Armitage

It’s too late now to start collecting football shirts,/bringing them back from trips abroad as souvenirs:

The More We Think About It

Michael Earl Craig

‘Yeah, something has slapped us. / We have definitely seen something.’

The Mountain

Christopher DeWeese

‘When the oxygen thins, / the world gets less reciprocal.’