Awful Math The commotion surrounding the awful math grew to a hollering, and soon Jenny pitched in an extra twenty dollars saying, “I’ll just give more, that’s all.” But that wasn’t all, and once we were in the car, she was off on a steady pace about which one of my moron friends was going [...]
Category Archives: Poetry
Bruce Smith
October 12, 2011 – 2:23 pm
Congratulations to Bruce Smith and his incredible new collection of poetry, Devotions, which has just been named a finalist for the 2011 National Book Awards. What better a time than now to give our online readers a sampling of his work. This fabulous poem, Devotion: Midrash, originally appeared in Issue 6 of Dossier. ————————— DEVOTION: [...]
Philip Levine, Poet Laureate
August 10, 2011 – 8:12 am
THE WANDERING POETS (by Philip Levine, from Dossier Issue #5) As they return from their pilgrimage, footsore and disgusted, only a few wear jackets and ties. As usual Gerald is the most emphatic: he stands at the corner of Broadway and Spring and demands that an angel descend carrying a glass of tea sugared with [...]
Patterns and symptoms…
June 9, 2011 – 2:21 pm
Cherry Pickman lives in Brooklyn, New York. She’s at work on her first collection of poems.
Dossier Asks: Tell us about your first time…
May 16, 2011 – 7:20 am
Jean Hartig is a poet living in Brooklyn. Her chapbook, Ave, Materia, was published by the Poetry Society of America in 2009. Image: Pierre Bonnard, “La Cheminée” (“The Mantlepiece”), 1916
European Summer
April 4, 2011 – 7:31 am
Sommer in Europa Bären schleichen über gefrorenen Boden und kratzen an deiner Tür. Ihnen ist kalt und sie hören die Grille, die du um den Hals trägst. Gefangen in einem ausgehöhlten Kürbis. Immer auf deiner Haut. Warm und sicher. Ihr Zirpen erinnert dich an den Sommer. Die Enge und die Dunkelheit sind nur temporär, nur [...]
Borderlines
April 1, 2011 – 9:20 am
Hypergraph Fortress A concrete giant tied down on top of a blanketed cabinet of has-been and lest-we-remember. Deliberately blinded. Senses heightened through loss of others. Located far from eye, far from heart. Invisible through the trees, exposed to icy winds, bitten by frost. Mutilated and crippled, limbs removed. The limits of reduction pushed to extremes. [...]
