Further Reading
The End of Snow by Helen Degen Cohen
after reading Anna Swir 1. 1939 and my mother is not the town beauty my mother is an orange flower the wind can move only so much. Iron in hand she curls the butcher’s wife’s hair. Powerful gypsies come in and out whispering secrets their eyes like bats their skirts sweeping the floor of the […]
GUAYAQUIL by Eric Arnold
When we were South Americans We were riding the statue of a horse Elizabeth was Simon Bolivar I was Jose de San Martin And I was listening to Def Leppard on my Walkman The financial district was absorbing all of this Into its dark When we drove to Minnesota Patches of winter rye On the […]
Welcome Hauntings: A Review of Mark Wunderlich’s God of Nothingness
by Robin Gow
Mark Wunderlich’s poems conjure reluctant ghosts and waltz with rusted memories. This collection makes mourning and melancholy tangible.
