...Verónica Reyes © 2014 Verónica Reyes 2014 Verónica Reyes Bad Flower What a bad flower I am Tsk, tsk, bad florecita So many bad florecitas Blooming out in callejoncillos Blossoming in glittery jardines Blooming out in dusty fronteras Blossoming in...

...    leaving the mouth swung open for enthused wind. Dear tongue of incense. Of the dropped icicle,    its divot-shaped legacy across a bloom-red field turning like touched snow. minnesota review 88 (2017) DOI 10.1215/00265667-3786791  © 2017 Peter LaBerge...

....           We are having an underwater tea party. I can hear you talking far away: me in the life living                     you in the wide empty. You tell me three or seven is the limit of heroism. You say the space between the state of the vein                   and the bloom of a wave is...

... sluiced in sunburns refuse to widen for any sun blooming only when permitted at which time we swallow perfume & move warships with our tongues I have been removing cactus spines from my sides since winter trimming others that have gone on so silently a small sky twirls open reveals a steady light one with...

... dogwood bloom and bloom. ...

... here are thick, industrial strength and all we know of the season is the glare of blue sky and the silent blooming of pear trees four stories down and a few feet further, the white petals rain tore free and dropped a...

... heavy in the road like a pair of crushed animals. Her skin blooms in the thick book on the shelf. Her skin is a jaw of paper and you will chew it at its careful hinge. You will lay your hands and many eyes upon her. You will lay your hands and many eyes upon her. minnesota review 80 (2013...

... the tree that turns too soon, that stands alone in scarlet embarrassment. 11. Beside your family. Before your meal. This is the moment when you bow your head and wait for grace to descend. 12. No lessons are gradual. They’re born as quickly as the heat wave blooming...

... —​ if the trees ever thaw, if the lake ever starts bubbling, we’ll dance like there’s only us & summer, like anything else is just part of the algae blooms, undrinkable & foreign. It’s easy to let the sun bring us back to life. It’s harder, though, to see through steel...

... Stoics, if they were saints —​ the Joan of Arcs —​accepting life’s vicissitudes as part of their collective destiny.        Once I realized these marigold chicks could transcend their confectionary contours, I bloomed them in the microwave, roasted them into...

...Sophia Parnok; Rainie Oet Sophia Parnok Translated by Rainie Oet It hits me: oh my God, I ve slept so many years It hits me: oh my God, I slept so many years And missed out on this sinful heaven! Poplars bloom. Cupolas blaze on the boulevard. I sit down on the bench. And breathe. And wipe my eyes...

... thick, industrial strength and all we know of the season is the glare of blue sky and the silent blooming of pear trees four stories down and a few feet further, the white petals rain tore free and dropped a few hours...

... the land, release, expand, ignite the seed until it blooms blue and bountiful fills my eyes with morning heaven, until autumn nudges summer’s warmth aside and it freezes at just the right time, so I can gather in the waves of...

... al For an intro- duction to phonetics and phonology, see Clark, et al. (and for a more advanced textbook on phonology, see Kenstowicz). Sowards 143 The bloom, whose petals nipt before they blew Died on the promise of...

... list of books we have received from publishers (bear in mind that they might already have been sent out to people by the time the issue is printed): Beckman, Karen, and Jean Ma, eds. Still Moving: Between Cinema and Photography. Durham: Duke UP, 2008. Bloom, Clive. Bestsellers: Popular...

... follow you, fitting their boots into your footprints. You trudge on, head bowed. As the village slides into night, the woman comes from the mountain. Frost blooms in her footsteps. Her bare fingers batten down the edges of her hood, and her furs are stitched from creatures with shining pelts...

... Indiana University. His micro-chapbook, Dry Spell, is forthcoming in early 2016, and his poems have appeared in CutBank Online, Fugue, BLOOM, Court Green, and elsewhere. Michael Levan is assistant professor of English at the University of Saint Francis. He has published work in recent issues of...

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... he joined de Man, Geoffrey Hartman, Harold Bloom, and Derrida, and they became known as the Yale School of criticism. In 1986, Miller migrated to the University of California at Irvine, where he is Distinguished Research Professor. He has also held many visiting professorships and...