Fall 2009 / Issues / Poetry 2009 / Volume 40

Scratch Pegasus — Stephen Kessler

Scratch Pegasus. Last week in a workout the exercise boy—a girl from the North Bay who dropped out of school to ride poetry— heard under the colt’s hoofbeats a rhythm that didn’t scan, that seemed to lift off the track at odd intervals and soar into the morning light for long caesuras between hitting the … Continue reading

Fall 2009 / Issues / Poetry 2009 / Volume 40

Against Ornamentation — Ann Struthers

Notice how the old poets go for the jugular, direct to the major artery, no ornamenting around the obvious or making it prettier. Blake says, “O rose, thou art sick!” And Shakespeare declares, “Love is not love/Which alters when it alteration finds….” Milton is adamant, “Hell, her numbers full Thenceforth shall be forever shut.” They … Continue reading