Some poetry I've read lately
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jadislefeusilver-tipped swallow: "scene" by Topaz Winters is haunting and lyrical and heartbroken and I adored it. But my god, her hands made me want to play the piano again. That’s always how I know I’m fucked, when their hands are something music.
Aubade For a Nonexistent Child at Half Mystic Press is full of bloody, violent grief and terror, and it's beautiful.
Topaz Winters again, The Year We Fell In Love & the Forest Happened Around It is a fairy tale and a love story and girls finding their own way somewhere new and it's gorgeous. & maybe I’d always had a bit of crush on her, older girl with fresh bruises, smoking cigarettes I was never allowed to touch, pink & fractured, eating boys’ hearts with a side of fries. I was all clean-cut quiet sun, but she was a dangerous thing, gun before the firing, smile like a promise or a warning: go ahead. Underestimate me.
I subscribed to Jane Yolen's Poem A Day newsletter, and I'm amazed all over again at how prolific she is. I have entirely lost the page where I signed up, but I'll try and track it down if anyone is interested. She does ask that if you subscribe you commit to either buy one of her books or check one out from a library every month. December 14th's, Sarai/Sarah, is short but brutal/lovely.
Speaking of daily poems, I am quite desperately behind on Seanan McGuire's patreon poetry. Perhaps I'll catch up on that after I go home. They're wonderful and I highly recommend, I'm just a disorganized mess, and after she moved them onto their own site I completely lost the plot.
Elegy for Our Impossible Lesbian Wedding at The Brown Orient (third one down on the page) is a gorgeous lyrical queer heartbreak, all three of Gita's poems are wonderful. The works in this issue of The Brown Orient will be taken offline when the physical issues come out in mid-January, so read before then if you're going to.
Proserpina is a petal-soft, sad, sweet queer take on Persephone and who she leaves behind.
Aubade For a Nonexistent Child at Half Mystic Press is full of bloody, violent grief and terror, and it's beautiful.
Topaz Winters again, The Year We Fell In Love & the Forest Happened Around It is a fairy tale and a love story and girls finding their own way somewhere new and it's gorgeous. & maybe I’d always had a bit of crush on her, older girl with fresh bruises, smoking cigarettes I was never allowed to touch, pink & fractured, eating boys’ hearts with a side of fries. I was all clean-cut quiet sun, but she was a dangerous thing, gun before the firing, smile like a promise or a warning: go ahead. Underestimate me.
I subscribed to Jane Yolen's Poem A Day newsletter, and I'm amazed all over again at how prolific she is. I have entirely lost the page where I signed up, but I'll try and track it down if anyone is interested. She does ask that if you subscribe you commit to either buy one of her books or check one out from a library every month. December 14th's, Sarai/Sarah, is short but brutal/lovely.
Speaking of daily poems, I am quite desperately behind on Seanan McGuire's patreon poetry. Perhaps I'll catch up on that after I go home. They're wonderful and I highly recommend, I'm just a disorganized mess, and after she moved them onto their own site I completely lost the plot.
Elegy for Our Impossible Lesbian Wedding at The Brown Orient (third one down on the page) is a gorgeous lyrical queer heartbreak, all three of Gita's poems are wonderful. The works in this issue of The Brown Orient will be taken offline when the physical issues come out in mid-January, so read before then if you're going to.
Proserpina is a petal-soft, sad, sweet queer take on Persephone and who she leaves behind.
