Amy King’s poems aren’t a walk in the park. They’re a hustle down a city street, an unflinching look at...
In D.A. Powell’s fifth book, he takes up the landscapes of the Central Valley. He shows us the churches and the malls, the housing developments and the gay bars, the parking lots and the fields (yes, there are naughty times to be had in all)... Read More
On the page, Love’s poems remind you that rhyme is the root word for rhythm. Contemporary poetry may have long shied away from the limits of rhyme, but Love’s wordplay is refreshing, executed with precision and a clear, performable quality. All of her poems have a direct relationship with their audience, relying on a rich sense of community instead of any writer-reader barrier. Read More
What does it mean to be a Jewish writer? To write about the Jewish Lesbian experience? How do we passionately engage with thinking about identity while considering the intersection of both lesbian and Jewish politics and the inherent aversion to labels?
This collection of poetry offers several insights into the hermeneutics of identity in literature and religion. Read More
Red cow, blue cow, black cow. A golden calf and a moon-jumping heifer. Figures that often grace pastoral landscapes or children's books have wandered into the realm of poetry. Susan Hawthorne’s latest collection, Cow, blends the bovine figure with ancient mythologies to re-envision history for modern women. Read More
In the poem “St. Sebastian,” the speaker ponders: “How many St. Sebastian statues/ can I give as coming out gifts?”...
Reading Next Extinct Mammal (Greenhouse Review Press), the debut collection from Ruben Quesada, is like sifting through a box of small,...
Unmistakably bisexual, accomplished and rich, The Horizontal Poet is an excellent offering of 57 poems from wordsmith Jan Steckel. A...
Can something true but unbearable happen out of the sense of wonder? Is one addicted to the gaze that follows...
Few young poets today write with the lacerating chutzpah of Langston Hughes’ “Dream Deferred,” Gwendolyn Brooks’ “The Mother,” or Ginsberg’s “Please Master,” so imagine my delight when I picked up a copy of Kevin Simmonds’ first solo collection... Read More
