Poetry
from the "Apple Anyone" Sonnets
by Leonard SchwartzPoetry
Shall I portray you as a blazing afternoon?
The freaking almanac didn’t forecast amber rain.
From IOVIS 3: Colors in the Mechanism of Concealment
by Anne WaldmanPoetry
She dreams herself the mystic lover of Che Guevara (a corpse) indoctrinated in anti-imperialismo and is roused to write an alturistic manifesto for the good of all humanity.
The After-Dinner War
by John AshberyPoetry
There is in this sack a different sort of meal.”
—The Mabinogion
What it narrows down to is a market-driven fantasia
on others’ themes. You got a tender little look at it
back there where three roads cross. “Are you ticklish?” has requested
