My heart has been detachable
for years.
You can find it in a clam
in a well, in the Danish mountains.
Purple flowers grow over stones,
careless and expansive.
— Mahaila Smith, from "The Bugs Have Gone Away"
I've been trying to keep away from the news. The winter's dark and cold, and I don't need the rest of the world pressing against my chest as well. I haven't been wholly successful. Maybe you haven't too. I've found that poetry helps - I'm working my way through the collected Basil Bunting, the latest issue of Some from Rob Manery, and there's a whole stack of books I ordered from Kirby a week or two back.
I'm happy to say that the latest +doc is now available, and I'm starting to read for the next couple of issues as well (if you've sent me something - I'm hoping to respond in the next couple of weeks). Long poems by MICHAEL CHANG, BEE LB, and Mahaila Smith to burn bright through the long nights.
To purchase a copy, PayPal me or send an Interac e-Transfer to jcd748@mail.usask.ca. Issues are $4 CAD (Canada), $6 US and International. Please include a name and mailing address. Thank you!
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