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We're giving away a veritable boatload of literary magazines. Check it out!
Hey everyone! This morning we launched a new project called Literistic. Literistic is a service that keeps you up to date with submission deadlines for literary publications, contests and fellowships. You can read a little bit more about on it on our homepage. Alternatively, you can check out "Murder your Spreadsheets" or "Building Literistic: Humans, Robots & Juvenile Capitalists." You can also follow the project on Twitter: @Literistic. Right now, we have virtually no followers. We think you’re going to like it!
Hey everyone! This morning we launched a new project called Literistic. Literistic is a service that keeps you up to date with submission deadlines for literary publications, contests and fellowships. You can read a little bit more about on it on our homepage. Alternatively, you can check out "Murder your Spreadsheets" or "Building Literistic: Humans, Robots & Juvenile Capitalists." You can also follow the project on Twitter: @Literistic. Right now, we have virtually no followers. We think you're going to like it!
from Don McKay, "Camouflage"
This was but a ruse to distract you from the grouse itself, as it flaps, an obese moth, further off in the underbrush. Notice instead the subtle blendings of bar and shade, everything ish, everything soft, the apotheosis of feather. But as your heart can appreciate, its terror is a sumo wrestler.
from Anne Carson, "Short Talk on Total Collection"
From childhood he dreamed of being able to keep with him all the objects in the world lined up on his shelves and bookcases. He denied lack, oblivion or even the likelihood of a missing piece. Order streamed from Noah in blue tri- angles and as the pure fury of his classifications rose around him, engulfing his life they came to be called waves by others, who drowned, a world of them.
Already patience has set you next to someone else, two pill bottles in a medicine cabinet.
from Ian Williams, "Schumann's Arabesque, Op. 18"
but (now and then) you've got to tell somebody and a reader has I guess, in spite of all, ears
from Robert Kroetsch, "for a poet who has stopped writing"
Define loneliness? Yes. It's what we can't do for each other.
from Claudia Rankine, Don't Let Me Be Lonely
from Pablo Neruda, "Epithalamium"
...
as if I had never walked except with you, my heart, as if I could not walk except with you, as if I could not sing except when you sing.
We love we know not what, and therefore everything allures us.
Thomas Traherne
from Lisa Robertson, "Residence at C______"
My purpose here is to advance into The sense of the weather, the lesson of The weather
Poetry is an affair of sanity, of seeing things as they are.
Philip Larkin
We can't help the fiction that we're in each day. We're in each day in the same way we're in flames.
from Graham Foust, "Everyone's Juvenilia"
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A poem is solitary and on its way.
Paul Celan
Poetry -- but what is poetry anyway? More than one rickety answer has tumbled since that question first was raised. But I just keep on not knowing, and I cling to that like a redemptive handrail.
Wisława Szymborska
from Frank O'Hara, "Meditations in an Emergency"
It is easy to be beautiful; it is difficult to appear so. I admire you, beloved, for the trap you've set. It's like a final chapter no one reads because the plot is over.
This doesn't happen: It happens to you.
Kenneth Koch, "Aesthetics of Feeling Fine"