Poetry Drawer: From the Pound Cantos: CENTO XXX: Letter to a young poet: alongside an episode: I / tried to / reel her back by Mark Young

From the Pound Cantos: CENTO XXX I cannot make it cohere abovethe cigar butts, against thisblackness. Here error is allin the not done, what followswithin & persistently, funda-mentals in critical moments.These stones we built on toput land back under tillage, … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: Eventually: The Councilman, in his tutu: The King James Version: Alpenstock by Mark Young

Eventually Acrobats abound on the benchesof the transit lounge. Everyoneelse is staying clear, washing theirhands in rosewater or anointingtheir brows with the blood ofpygmy possums. Curtains aredrawn across the picture wind-ows, dampening down the noise of luggage trolleys, keeping outthe … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: Interaction is crucial: Brand positioning: Three French Horns: Another set of anterior appendages by Mark Young

Interaction is crucial The most elegant inter-pretation of quantummechanics states thatmacrophages are re-quired for a parallelreality to exist; & thatcan only happen ifzebrafish are the sole peer-reviewed speciesallowed to be taken outof captivity to becomean accepted model forneuropsychiatric studiesinto tissue … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: Making: “& see all these things”: The Pound Cantos: CENTO XXII: geographies: Mojave Desert by Mark Young

Making The van brakes, but at a lessfrantic pace. That’s what lifeis like in lockdown. Differentuses though the same materialsprovided. Now we make single-serve liturgies of cryogenic icecream; filled loosely, uncompacted. She calmed down after he’d fini-shed talking. The photographer’sshadow … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: A line from Catherine Deneuve: The Pound Cantos CENTO V: J7 on the selection list: The doors by Mark Young

A line from Catherine Deneuve I live way out. It gets realquiet. Little random adjust-ments have been made tokeep me there, & filmed in one continuous shot. Peoplein these small municipalitiesoften pass the time in strangemixes of activities — juggling … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: delta cockroaches: axing proves: A line from Lionel Ritchie: Le Grand Siècle by Mark Young

delta cockroaches Plumbing lines should reallybe treated with or treated tovideo clips of Michael Jacksonfrom the days of the Jackson5. Except. The browser does not currently recognize any ofthe video formats on offer sinceYouTube has **completely re-moved**its Flash player code … Continue reading

Poetry Drawer: Guernica: The Contract Says by Ah-young Dana Park

Guernica Blood.             Chaos.                          Remorse. I rememberIt was a sunny bright day andI wore a yellow shirtwith princess Belle imprinted on it. “Catch me if you can!”“Vroom Vroom”“CRASH” “Rinse with water!” She screamed in pain.“Be quiet, don’t tell mom! It’s going to be ok.”She held back her tears. Blood showered the bathroom sink.I tried to rinse it offbut the splattered blood driedGravity pulled hard on my chest. “I don’t know what to do.”“Can you resist the pain?”She shrieked as the water pricked her scars The ambulance came.All eyes glared at me.What have I done? Now I have outgrown my yellow Belle shirtBut that stain of blood on it,had not been erased. The contract says: Perhaps in the future we will all be one When you come, bring your brown-ness so we can be sure to please The publishers.  Share and … Continue reading