Aug 3, 2020 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Past Notes, Poetry
Andrew Grace Placing your foot in a bucket of darkness, three miles to home: ostrich farm, oat field pimpled with buttonweed, Rayleigh Scattering dissolved by mist above. Two hours you spent rivering a womb-humid artery for floodwater to pass through & now passage...
Jun 29, 2020 | Current Ned Note, Past Notes, Poetry
“This song came knocking about a week ago and I had to open the door and let it in. What can I say about what’s been happening, what has happened, and what is continuing to happen, in this country, in the world? There’s too many words and none, all at once. So I...
Jun 20, 2020 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Past Notes, Poetry
By Terrance Hayes Audio: Read by the author. You can be a bother who dyes his hair Dennis Rodman blue in the face of the man kneeling in blue in the face the music of his wrist- watch your mouth is little more than a door being knocked out of the ring of fire around...
Jun 17, 2020 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Past Notes, Poetry
BOUQUET by Lucille Clifton i have gathered my losses into a spray of pain; my parents, my brother, my husband, my innocence all clustered together durable as daisies. now i add you, little love, little flower, who walked unannounced into my life and almost bloomed...
Jun 2, 2020 | Current Ned Note, Past Notes, Poetry
Poem: what they did yesterday afternoon, by Warsan Shire these are what my prayers look like; dear god i come from two countries one is thirsty the other is on fire both need water. later that night i held an atlas in my lap ran my fingers across the whole...
