Becoming Poet: Cornelius Eady
We’re honored to have had the chance to chat with the talented poet Cornelius Eady—here’s what he has to say about his journey of becoming poet.
We’re honored to have had the chance to chat with the talented poet Cornelius Eady—here’s what he has to say about his journey of becoming poet.
“In the red brick room, my father cries. / His cries are small, lonely animals. / I carry them with me / like an inheritance.”
“Yo vi las mejores mentes de mi generación destrozadas por remesa madness. / Starving. 10 cent. Maruchán. Limón y Valentina slurpin’ paisas”
“A strange earth / for this staggered colony of desperate valiant specks. There is / no there, here.”
By Franny Choi
“Periodic” is a monthly column by poet Franny Choi. Every month, she writes a short column on the first day of her period—a check-in that might cover issues of gender, queerness, writing, health, and/or love.
“And then if not my death then my life will be fashioned like orchids / pouring from the windows, all of my friends catching me in nets.”
We’re honored to have had the chance to explore with Alex Lemon the journey of his new book, Another Last Day (Milkweed Books, March 2019). He’s invited us in to see the gritty aspects of publication: the passions and the doubts, the rejections and the (eventual) acceptance.
“Salty Caramel” is a new poem by Adrian Cepeda, from his newest collection of erotic poetry: Between the Spine.
By Fred Maus
“Rainscrubbed leaves, / the lucid greens of succulents, / trees, vines, shrubs, specked / and caped with every color”