An Escape Artist
At eight, I was a magicianable to slip from any confinement.After my stepfather beat meand imprisoned me in my bedroom,I decided to disappear,sneaking into the passagewaybetween the left brain… More
A Particular Sense of Peace
A particular sense of peace sits softly and silently inside.A piece (Peace) of you.A part of me.The walls we build around ourselves keep us locked inside the Prisons we… More
The Double Edge
The Double EdgeThere is no shame in not surviving.Even as the blood is let outhonor and grace enter the vein.All heroes die for credibility.As for being a saint, Miguelo,it… More
Dad’s Poem
In bed surrounded by humid darkness,Hand-carved hearts above and below.Your snoring echoes across the hall,Halls vapor clings to your breath.My tired belly full of hunted venison.My head full of… More
The Season
The lawn’s a frigid jigsaw puzzle of frozen brown grass Shut in for winter I sip your best scotch Your car is listed for sale in the auto shopper There’s no tree… More
Ulf Stolterfoht: Lingos I-IX
(8) beautiful like: latent snap decayward —because abstract. horrible like the deathscreams of hedgehogs as they fade intothe night. that’s what the new poetryis like. there was a time when… More
Tomaz Salamun: Poems
From Otrok in Jelen and Morje.Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry and Tomaž Šalamun.FrontierBut you know, suffering also decaysand remains dust.The frontier is my living body.When a peasant… More
On Public Lives/Private Lives
Information Highway Songby Guram UrtkmelidzeI got lost on Information Highway,When I looked for a simple and unsophisticated my way! They did not tell us: Who are good fellas!When did I… More
Decomposition by the Ljubljanica
Decomposition by the Ljubljanica The tower with its clock & flagclicks & flaps above the riverletas you wait & ply your brainwith caffeine & wait with the holein your… More