I find the idea that we write alone laughable, even egotistical. Poetry is a palimpsest that has been endlessly rewritten—it’s a social space we share with others.
—
Jen Bervin
Three Poems by Allyson Paty
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Norah Maki, Vanitas (oranges with death mask of hair), 2014. Graphite, ink, hair.
Allyson Paty’s poems can be found in Boston Review, The Brooklyn Rail, jubilat, The Literary Review, Tin House, the PEN Poetry Series, and elsewhere. She was a 2017 NYSCA/NYFA Artist Fellow in Poetry and a 2017-2018 participant in the Lower Manhattan Cultural Council’s Workspace Program. With Norah Maki, she is co-founding editor of Singing Saw Press.
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