There is a short poem of seven lines in The Scent Of My Skin: From Libya, London and every world I live in that embodies the metaphorical and literal edifice the poet Farrah Fray builds in her collection of fifty-two poems. The poem “Sometimes” goes like this: Sometimes he’s sleeping softly and other times he…
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If ever there were a modern poet reminiscent of the troubadour of yore, Wade Stevenson would be this poet. Suffused with the themes of the troubadour canso—unrequited love, sexual desire, despair—The Absence Of The Loved, Stevenson’s most recent book, pulls the reader in a centripetal spin toward the heart, wherein lies the absence of the…
Surrounded by nature, the poet immerses himself in its physicality, a primal act that leads him to an understanding, perhaps even an epiphany, that life and death are everywhere, but you can be alive and free in any case.
The poetry of Anthony Perales comprises straightforward and telling narratives about growing up in San Pedro, chasing the dragon, spending time in prison, learning native doctrine in the desert of Southern California, losing love, and finding poetry.