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Issue 3.1

Winter 2023

Kathleen Hellen


Here, I call as witness Carolyn Forché, who gives us “The Colonel,” the violence that befits the surreal. If we watch this space, if our dead ears come alive and we press them to the ground, what might be a poem becomes a disturbingly familiar headline.

watch this space

                       — Rachel Maddow

how to get it right? How to make it useful?

                          linking context to the Nazis. To the White House

when flower-ears are buried in the Rose Garden
when briefings parrot talking points
I’ve got wrong? anything
             I’ve forgotten

             you know you don’t know
            No more questions

who said anything specifically about poetry?

Kathleen Hellen’s latest collection is Meet Me at the Bottom from Main Street Rag Publishing Co. Her credits include The Only Country Was the Color of My Skin, her award-winning collection Umberto’s Night, published by Washington Writers’ Publishing House, and two chapbooks, The Girl Who Loved Mothra and Pentimento.

Kathleen's Book Recommendations

The Poetics of Space (1958), Gaston Bachelard

Ozone Journal (2015), Peter Balakian

American Bastard (2019), Jan Beatty

Bitter Green (2015), Martin Corless-Smith

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