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Language as Hex: Gracie Leavitt Interviewed by Lindsay Turner
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The poet on her new collection and what it means to mess with, fuss with, break, and refresh language.

from The American Museum of Water by Natalie Diaz

A recording plays from somewhere high, / or low, through the falling dust-light: / I can’t tell you anything new about the river— / you can’t tell a river to itself.

The Cabin by Brenda Coultas

coffee cups / stirrer sticks / napkins and cookies / on the tray top / satellite tv / an office in the air

Cecilia Vicuña by Elianna Kan
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The poet and artist invokes ancient matriarchal cultures, Indigenous folkways, and the speculative capacities of language so that we might rediscover our kinship with nature.

Text as Texture: Judd Morrissey and Abraham Avnisan Interviewed by Theadora Walsh
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A geo-spatial experience of text and poetics.

Issue #146: from Return to the Yakne Chitto by Monique Verdin & Raymond Jackson
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From Return to the Yakne Chitto: Houma Migrations (Neighborhood Story Project, University of New Orleans Press, 2019), a collaborative ethnography of Houma lifeways at the ends of the Louisiana bayou.

Three Poems by Allyson Paty
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In English the burning city / Hecuba dreams in my hand // Come man with cup / and hard-luck pitch // Upstream the brunch rush / shines upon our heads

One Poem by Mike Lala
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Out, like fireflies, from the inter-dimensional, / silver disks at edge of picture hover over Hillary / with swaddled child, John Podesta counterpose beside her, / in a painting I’d like to paint, had I been a painter, / trading in detail from the too-smooth desert

Marwa Helal’s Invasive Species by Safia Elhillo
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For Marwa Helal and me, the histories of our two countries—Egypt and Sudan—are inextricably linked, our shared Nile both the most obvious and fertile metaphor.

One Poem by Ben Pelhan
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a surgeon takes / a shirt off. / a struggle. / a shrug. / a shrinking /    blinking quiet. / give him his bottle / so he can suck on it.

Looking Back: BOMB Contributors on Literature in 2018
The Great Derangment

Featuring selections by Tom Comitta, Molly Crabapple, Veronica Scott Esposito, Carlos Fonseca, and more.

Issue #145 | Attempt to Be Adequate to the Experience of Loving an Animal by Diana Hamilton

The internet does a better job of documenting / the way we feel when something soft, especially / a mammal, is very cute, than poetry does. 

Three Poems by Ken White

yours in torchlight / we audit our equipment / note how few genuine distractions / present as distraction first

Four Poems by Savannah Cooper-Ramsey

Winner of BOMB’s 2018 Poetry Contest, selected by Dawn Lundy Martin.

Sherwin Bitsui by Joy Harjo
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Navajo language, photography, and the shifting landscape of the Southwest guide the poet’s latest collection, Dissolve.

Through Our Vulnerabilities: Aldrin Valdez Interviewed by Sarah Sala
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The poet on returning to the Philippines, writing about queer identity, and producing a book that is a document of the body.

Three Poems by Cynthia Arrieu-King
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The fish survive all that radiation, whatever is a go-pass beyond poison. / Snow falling off at a slant from the scientific station / ice adaptations that lead to the new normal. / An owner’s manual under a concrete donut, in its hole someone has planted a baby cactus.

Three Poems by Lily Blacksell
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blink twice, because you’re in / love. It is springtime, the merry / etcetera, look ahead, where we’re going / there’s a clearing and in the clearing / stands a boxer who must have slipped / his collar on the path running through / the field. He is panting, drooling, is all white / except for the pink of his exceptions– / 

Four Poems by Friederike Mayröcker
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on up the mirroring woodpath that is mirroring from / the glaring lake to the right as towards us 1 beautiful wanderer / and over the roots of the mighty trees I strayed / while the clanging sun that is the high midday light / dusted through the vaulted treetops that time in Altaussee

Digging Our Way Through the Data Midden: On Ed Sanders’s Investigative Poetry and Broken Glory: The Final Years of Robert F. Kennedy by Ammiel Alcalay
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The citizen investigator as poet.

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