New Adventures in Hi-Fi
No bread crumbs left to return us, but diversions / Lobbed beyond a blind hill into the unforeseeable
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Robots Are Writing Poetry, and Many People Can’t Tell the Difference
Machines are putting out astonishingly human writing. What does that mean for the future of art?
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Early Warning Signals: How Poetry Helps Us Understand Our Impact on Ecology
The environmental crisis is, in part, a crisis of the imagination. Poems can create a new form of knowing
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Quasheba’s Lament
I taste my own salt blood / and remind myself I am still alive
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Heel Poem / Black-Hooded
I want a crane poem to / deconstruct the sarcophagus-heavy helmet and corset, the luminescent poster-sun on the wall
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