The Cabin by Brenda Coultas

BOMB 146 Winter 2019
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Brenda Coultas is the author of A Journal of Places (Metambesen, 2016). Her other books include The Tatters, The Marvelous Bones of Time, and A Handmade Museum. Her poetry can be found in the recent anthologies Readings in Contemporary Poetry; What is Poetry? (Just Kidding, I Know You Know): Interviews from the Poetry Project newsletter, (1983–2009); and Symmetries: Three Years of Art and Poetry at Dominque Lévy.

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BOMB 146, Winter 2019

Our winter issue is dedicated to this planet’s greatest resource: water. With contributions from Saskatchewan and the American Southwest to Iceland and Northern Europe, an array of voices are brought together here—artists and writers investigating water as site, sustenance, and symbol, along with those expressing alarm and calling for intervention.


Featuring interviews with Lauren Bon, Oscar Tuazon, Jaque Fragua, Brad Kahlhamer, Ruth Cuthand, Janaina Tschäpe, Jessica Grindstaff, Tomoko Sauvage, Cecilia Vicuña, and Alicia Kopf, as well as writing by Laura van den Berg, Natalie Diaz, Stefan Helmreich, and more.

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