Intriguing experimental poem with a myriad of covert layers. Ruth's poetic voice is rich and established, yet still fresh with insight and power. Her verse is pure and honest in its ability to hover within and above reality and surreality...
"You are the Woman who understands you dream the life of another
woman imagining the window swallows Everything..."
"My
Brother, You Drank Hard Darkness II" is full of poetic
upper-cuts, each line driving further into visceral fields—home.
Five poems from a master poet.
"I run up this street.
I run up this street
and this street is my face..."
Authentic
war poetry from the dynamic voice of a Veteran.
"Red Riding Wolf"
Three poems that produced an immediate editorial YES because they're just so damn layered and compelling!
"huffing love glue from the lust rag..."
Consistently
accessible, passionate, and jarring—five poems from one of my
favorite poets.
Fluid, mythical yet contemporary verse...
This may be Cathey's first publication, but there will be many more to come because her verse speaks with such soulful grace, skill, and edge.
A southern poet who tells it like it is:
"Its
view is of clotheslined, chicken-penned
back yards, barns, the
sides of mountains
and edges of rivers where there are no
red
lights or stop signs..."
"Will you
put it in your mouth?"
Two poems as edgy as their titles suggest: "The Passion of Bob," "Your Poetry Sucks and I Fucked Your Mother..."
Unique, insightful, gut-glowered verse:
"Accessories and mementos
of future enthusiastic wars..."
We've all met one, and we've all suffered: "Virtual Attention Whore"
Myth meets modern mayhem and the cerebral eruption of poesy in "Tales I Don't Need Or Expect to Believe..."
Challenging imagery, social significance, and spiritual inspiration—two poems that will blow you away!
"On rainy nights you want me to cross dress
as a wench
wretched in poignancy..."
"...In feeling’s theatre he played the hero
sex..."
Beautiful, commanding verse..."My Jasmine Tea..."
"Tell Me:" "Ask Them:" "I Am Completely Insane"—These poems lambast so hard you'll be sore tomorrow, and you might even have to wipe yourself off...
The world might end at any moment, but you might as well listen to Peter by forgiving, laughing, and getting high...
Restlessly lyrical poetry with movement and depth perception...
Darkly
beautiful "prosetry."
I leave you with Heather's "Loss of Silence" and "Three Graces."