It’s as if his poems happen twice.
First as the bullet that pierces the skin;
second as the tracer whose flare
ribbons the dark with carmine.

Read Valerio Magrelli’s “I’ve often imagined gazes” at Poetry International >>

We’ve all wondered what happens when George Jones gives way to the Devil. Wonder no longer.

Listen hard: “RADIO ALL NIGHT SPECIAL AM” at Devil’s Lake

Both a sound-smith and a poet incredibly adept at creating vivid imagery, Coutley can still sucker punch you with an unexpected “jerk.”

Read the poem at Verse Daily >>

Schiavo’s mad songs speak with the startling confidence of a seer, the bravado of Walt Whitman, and the vulnerability of a romantic.

Read “from The Mad Song” at No Tell Motel >>

Birdwatchers drop twelve of their ways, see thirteen black omens.
Stevens had a camera; Jeff Tigchelaar has changed the lens.

Read “One Way of Looking at Thirteen Blackbirds” >>