Kelly, I say, has been islanding, becoming island, all sea, breeze, epos now, all crossroads, it bringing the news, that is poetry.

The spirit riding through the house of human memory. A taste of heavenliness still melancholy with lived sufferings. The hell of the present through which heaven is found — the finding of which is a middle-ground, and the site of personal, heretical, intense theology.

“He is our Cavafy, completely unknown. Out of time. All of these things are exceptionally old — the sketch, and the tavern, and the darkening afternoon.”

An artist must consider many things, not the least of all is his wardrobe. Is Octave branching out into fashion?

Something unsettling is going on in the village, and Casper’s going to get to the bottom of it!

This World Must Be Destroyed: A Selection of Poems by Farhad Pirbal translated from the Kurdish (Sorani) by Pshtewan Kamal Babakir and David Shook.

Evan Kennedy’s new book might be called a long prose-poem, but not liking that term, I think it better to say that it is merely (which is to say “purely, nakedly”) a Poem.

Inspector Watt delivers five flash reviews of books of poetry by Lyn Hejinian, Deborah Landau, Sabrina Orah Mark, Melissa Monroe, and Sarah Ruhl.

Octave’s former co-workers cannot forget about him…no matter how hard they try!

The story of Casper and Fauntleroy begins!

Grey Space poems are like placards, billboards, vertiginous verbal icons; they are often verse vendettas, self-mythologizing though not self-aggrandizing documents, punk percussion protests, dirty ditties, saucy stanzas, and crazy collages that are collisions of sound, sense, and structure.

In this 5th installment of the biweekly Anvil and Rose, Hermann Van den Reeck returns with flash reviews of books by Patrick Greany and Sabine Zelger; Melissa Lozada-Oliva; Nancy Lee; Jessica Q. Stark; and Rachel Blau DuPlessis.

Los años de Trump están acabados. Allison Hewitt Ward analiza el arte producido durante estos años.

Last night, she says, I woke up twice, once to my body lying in bed and once to grasses and trees in the field outside my uncle’s trailer in the mountains where we spent summer weekends in the silence of thin air at tree-line, fishing and wandering and planning the lives we would live someday and the lives we were trying to redefine back in the city.

Andre lays out the terms of his relationship with Octave, charting the path for their near future together. Will it be too much for our hero?

Michel Leiris’s 1929 essay on the sculptor Alberto Giacometti, translated by Rainer Hanshe.

Octave is free! Reunited with Maurice, Octave finds life on the outside ain’t easy…or is it?

Frédéric sees the desk where his mother, now passed, did her business, shoved unopened mail, searched for a pen, locked away in a glass case. “Doesn't it seem caged?”

Andre and Zasu return to their meddling ways in this special Christmas installment of Octave!

En Bustriazo, la gramática enloquece del todo. Ninguna normativa queda en pie.