Once a whale
Ian U Lockaby
ate a crow

it was the meeting

of the loud dark sky
and the quiet many cathedrals

of the sea.

The whale belly is
my belly is
our belly
is the quiet cathedrals

full of belly silks

I taste a sulking crow in the season

I devour many mediocre

specimens

of
us
myself
from the book DEFENSIBLE SPACE/IF A CROW / Omnidawn
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Color photograph of Meg Day at the Guggenheim's Sound/Off event
"The Poetry of Motion: Sign Language Verses"

"Buchholz was one of the poets invited to showcase their poetry for an event, Sound/Off, organized by the Guggenheim’s 2024 poet in residence, Meg Day. Day, who is deaf and uses they/them pronouns, has spent the year working on highlighting sign language poetry, a well-established artistic form within Deaf culture that has received little recognition among wider audiences."

via THE NEW YORK TIMES
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Cover of Cynthia Cruz's book, Back to the Woods
What Sparks Poetry: Cynthia Cruz on Reading Prose

"With capitalism, this constructive destruction is perverted and, instead of constructivity arising from destruction, we have only pure destruction. Stanzas four through six speak to this destruction, capitalism’s contamination. In, for example, the lines, 'Damage/from the inside,' the contamination occurs through subject formation which means it happens internally, through the mind."
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