Seth Rogoff
I write this from the attic apartment in Berlin. I imagine you don’t approve of me returning here, but nothing could be done about it. I am here.
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David Hawkins
And so it waits, /
with the patience born /
from lying under a volcano
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Osip Mandelstam’s Selected Poems, Translated by Alistair Noon | Friday Pick
Starting with Mandelstam’s first book Stone and ending with his late uncollected poems, Noon's translations preserve the icy perfection of Mandelstam’s rhymes and rhythmic patterns.
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Justin Quinn
You’d sometimes flash your dick /
in bars for wild amusement and strip on stage. /
Jail kept your talent disciplined and quick.
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Max Sessner
The girl takes the /
umbrella or /
does the umbrella take /
the girl /
lead her out into the wet /
evening and /
touch her softly on the hand
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