Tuesday poem #565 : Iordanis Papadopoulos : get out is a verb about home

 

 

                               Mommy!!!... I love my New t!!!

I call it home
occas
it does turn round
don’t know for how long
I know what dimension means
call it leave it back
I know what direction means
on my way forth bell calls
causes my sudden growing
reminds me of all directions
this is geometry no this is geography no
on my way back I have a plan
I make sketches of all my forwardings
all my dimensions
on the ground I walk on all is flat; call it all planed
a dark ground flat no sooner do
I get in than it does turn up
occasionally I think of myself in
as dimensional
occasionally I think of myself out
as directional
as occas
trying to call
it ca
home
o here it is
where I am
an abbreviation to be
for open house
for zero for nothing o here it is
if only an answer in the affirmative
not only a continuous present
time (an auxiliary
hmmm) in
a run-away garden
staying still? waiting for? booming out?
(snapping oh here)

 

 

 

Iordanis Papadopoulos (b.1976) is the author of 3 books of poetry in Greek. His poetry can also be read in the poetry anthology Ποίηση με πείσμα (transl. from Dichtung mit Biss: Griechische Lyrik aus dem 21. Jahrhundert, Romiosini ed., 2018 and Antipodes ed., 2020), in the latest issue of –algia #4, in “Spontaneous series” by eohippus labs, in the anthologies “Kleine Tiere zum Schlachten. Neue Gedichte aus Griechenland” (ParasitenPresse, 2017) and Futures: Poetry of the Greek Crisis (Penned in the Margins ed., 2015). He was shortlisted in the Atlas Review 2016 chapbook series.

He is also a member of the live art group KangarooCourt

He lives in Athens, Greece.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

 

 

Tuesday poem #564 : Elana Wolff : Impromptu with an Emptying Pen

 

 

 

Let’s celebrate the short days, hours,
glint of hard sharp snow.
Tired bones and jokes, the bed that isn’t
big and firm enough,
the sheets that aren’t so fresh. 
Let’s brook the fear of disappearing, bear
with those who won’t bear back—
           this: the test,
the lesson.
Let’s navigate by plain first lines
that link to closing words
like knell and nugget;
touch the windows filled with night,
tap dark’s deep and radiating hearth.

Let’s celebrate the short days, hours,
tap dark’s deep and radiating hearth.

 

 

 

Elana Wolff lives and works in Thornhill, Ontario—the ancestral land of the Haudenosaunee and Huron-Wendat First Nations. Her poems have recently appeared (or will soon appear) in The Antigonish Review, Arc, Best Canadian Poetry 2024, FreeFall, Pinhole, Prairie Fire, and Yolk. Her cross-genre Kafka-quest work, Faithfully Seeking Franz, is newly released with Guernica Editions.

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan

 

Tuesday poem #563 : William Cirocco : stone shadow

 

 

 

         one
         self

         one
         shadow

         myriad
         cobblestones

         no
         one

 

 

 

in memoriam
Bobby Hogg

 

 

 

William Cirocco: lives in San Francisco with the artist Louise Victor

books include:
The Rain
Narcissus
The Affirmation of Shadows
aerolith

Publisher of hawkhaven press, letterpress books,
authors include:
Robert Lax
David Miller (UK)
Thomas A Clark
Frank Samperi

the Tuesday poem is curated by rob mclennan.