Eileen Cleary’s 2 a.m. with Keats | Friday Pick

2 a.m. with Keatsby Eileen Cleary Nixes Mate Books, 202148 pages The rich tradition of communing with the dead through poetry stretches back from...
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A. N. DeJesús

A different me is silhouetted in the lit windows of every house I drive // past – me: reading a book, me: making dinner, me: alone staring back.

Lucy Tunstall

It was growing dark in the garden. I felt, suddenly, enormous, as vast as the night. I could see all the way to California, where two little girls dragged their unwheeled suitcases through a cavernous airport

Radka Thea Otípková

I am waiting for you. Part of my wall / will need to go to get you in. It will / never heal. This is how they’ll find me, / small, perfunctory, unfit for a king, but / I’ll hold it all

Genta Nishku

We moved along, discussing this injustice. It was small in the larger scope of the war, and all-consuming for one woman

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Mitja Čander

But while we glorified our dead poets, the living ones mostly got on our nerves, with all their boozing and grumbling. So when the country of Slovenia was born, we were finally able to openly despise our poets, poetry, and art in general, that entire freak show of inebriated lunatics who think they’re superior to everyone else.

Douglas Piccinnini

I haven’t been writing really but I’ve been / thinking about the words, “Palm Rose.”

Michael Collier

If they would stay just where they are all morning, / they’d be the monument to the history they’re looking for.

Natalie Warther

I was reborn as a moth and knew instantly that I didn’t have much time.

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