Joan Naviyuk Kane
In a way, the animal detaches itself from truth.
I might lose myself amidst such strange propulsions.
In a way, I am fooled into rooting for a cause,
one that I clearly hate. There’s a hole here.
– Joan Naviyuk Kane, ‘Another Bright Departure’ (Cut Bank Books: Missoula, 2019), p. 2.
Alejandra Pizarnik
stumbling around I speak
to keep
from betraying a secret
– Alejandra Pizarnik, ‘The Galloping Hour: French Poems’ (New Directions: New York, 2018), p. 59.
Mustapha Benfodil
