You Can Be the Last Leaf Anne Vegter

You Can Be the Last Leaf Anne VegterMaya Abu Al Hayyat, translation Fady Joudah Art. Garlic. Taxis. Sleepy soldiers at checkpoints. The smell of trash on a winter street, before our wild rosebush, neglected by the gate, blooms. Lovers who dont return, the possibility that you yourself might not return. Making beds. Cleaning up vomit. Reading recipes. In You Can Be the Last Leaf, these are the ordinary and profoundsometimes tragic, sometimes dreamy, sometimes almost frivolousmoments of

Met De introductie van het plot brengt Frank Keizer een spannende oefening in collectief denken

as “thin fire

a magazine for new approaches to fiction

With Bluets

Nu ze ermee naar buiten treedt blijkt het bepaald geen verstilde poëzie te zijn

Two sonnet sequences interrupt Barbie Chang’s narrative with first-person lyricism and urgency

Divided into seven sections--featuring poems

it gathers poems from her published books

fuck and browse on the burning pyre of old ideas

and the compositions of John Cage

Throughout this book-length poem

But all is suddenly and irrevocably shattered by Herakles’ return