..., distant reading, and other methodological developments, these works offer methods for illuminating the relationship between form and feeling: neo-phenomenology, retelling, and close reading. By analyzing the relationship between affect and aesthetics across genres of art, this essay argues, we can expand...

... the stories of the migrants for them in her coveted role as a translator. Her stories are mediated by her ambivalence toward the migrants, for whom she feels shame and disgust, and her own tentative attempts to assimilate Frenchness as a normative ideal. This article offers a contrapuntal reading of...

... criticizes the classical description or basic theory I see something, so I simply perceive it” —​and points out that this seeing must always already be preceded by a process of abstraction (“prehen- sion,” 162), as a result of which “the feeling is subjectively rooted in the immediacy of the...

...Ed Skoog © 2014 Ed Skoog 2014 Ed Skoog Houses are feelings. I saw one and you were in it.    Then one Christmas we walked to the always-drawing river in big coats and that   collateral of deer bone & fur was a house. I think hit...

... And I feel great! Because a skeleton isn’t sad Though he drums his drum with some other skeleton’s Femurs! The absence of a brain is like A party hat. The mind’s a cat. When it’s away Or dead, all the bones get loose and play. Down deep, there is a thing in me that feels...

... game, do you look into your lover’s eyes and see a trophy? Pygmy trackers make you feel big, malarial swamps alive, and dung beetles like danger awaits. When the scent of mopone log fires fades and exotic heads in your home feel familiar, does your woman’s thong...

...Robin Gow Copyright © 2020 Robin Gow 2020 Robin Gow Water I shower in lightning storms because my mother tells me I ll get shocked Feel cucumber melon bombs / cherry swarms Figure pacing behind curtain; I m stalked because my mother tells me I ll get shocked What color is the drain-forest...

...Melinda Wilson © 2014 Melinda Wilson 2014 Melinda Wilson Dance for Me You Six-Plumed Bird of Paradise So I take off even my socks, climb onto the countertop and mimic beauty like I’m not a bag stuffed with gizzard and bone. But it doesn’t feel right. In...

... least a buck in my pocket to pay the driver and if not, a briefcase, which says I’m good for it. That was, somehow, miserable to admit. I’m only telling you this because you’re reading a poem, probably spend perfectly good bar nights feeling the world deeply with...

.... Could be how empty the house feels and what or who his wife spends her time with, the taste of wine on her lips, how cold it feels for him to be the sober one at two in the morning, wondering who else has sampled from the woman he married, and he can see the...

... ourselves just because we might feel embarrassed or impractical, or get wet. minnesota review 81 (2013) DOI 10.1215/00265667-2331868  © 2013 Tara Skurtu 2 ...

... roost of cruelty, said he tried to cop a feel on our phantom second-grade breasts, and he just disappeared, like my stepfather after the divorce. In my twenties I still feel like an awkward twelve-year-old with Coke-bottle glasses and a bad perm trying to conjure spirits...

... tail like a line of licorice. He likes it. He wants you to eat    his soft body, lick his sticky    from your face. You, too, want to feel him become you, feel his fur brush your throat, crush his teeth with yours. You’ve always wanted a...

... space aren’t happy On earth. I don’t believe in any hocus-pocus New-age mumbo-jumbo, but I hurt for this Species of boneless electric wonder Named after the moon. Self-possessed by A terrifying terrestrial bulk —​weight —​ They feel fat, slow, depressed, dying not...

...Justin Lacour Justin Lacour boilerplate Smoking cigarettes in my one clean undershirt. This summer feels like a sermon on pride and speed and neon. We re indistinct as stars or skateboarders blurry under streetlights. There s a savant that can mimic creation, from birds in a sack to bullets the...

... one’s life by creating another and living there? There’s a difference between fun and insane, like when you’re home alone and call the police because it feels like your eyeballs are about to explode. Night escapes like a wet tiger, a bathtub is...

... so high you could feel the sun asking your rib cage for entrance. minnesota review 84 (2015) DOI 10.1215/00265667-2857733  © 2015 Lawrence Eby 6 ...

...Ellyn Lichvar Ellyn Lichvar Epidural My legs feel like someone else’s. Touching my knee is like touching an island on a map. How am I supposed to know when he is leaving me? I am supposed to control it, I think, this push of one body from another...

..., poked folded bills through the top-slot I had cut in diaphanous plastic. Opening my cow eyes wide, I’d flash an innocent smile, feel the power of persuasion. Later in my bedroom, I’d count the dollars, arrange change in tiny, powerful towers, tuck it all...

... feelings, I say to you, but your left ear is lodged in a pile of dog shit. minnesota review 87 (2016) DOI 10.1215/00265667-3630736  © 2016 Dylan Loring 34 © 2016 Dylan Loring 2016 ...