HYMN XI Yeshua, O Yeshua, legions of demons are dying to drive the Holy Spirit from many of us living in this wilderness. The more we turn our lives to your desires, the more the legions try to snuff our fires. We pray the Holy Trinity Bermuda Triangulates the Adversary’s fiends, even for one day and … Read more
SONNET XIV for Diane Windsor When I was still the husband of the wind — when I was Leopardi-sure I’d never know a woman’s body’s ways — when I was nineteen – when I was Prufrock-positive of mermaids never singing to me, either, of a life without betrothal or progeny – – when I … Read more
ODE TO THE MOUNTAIN BROW (dedicated to Richard Greene) Cliff-topped at dawn in a euphoria so high I Paradise-verily see your wan white Pisa- Towering street-lights well-tipping utmost fealty to me, one I electrify back toward you with this Ode I compose under cadaver- soullessly blackening clouds — street-lights well-tipping with dew-new currency of gray-brown … Read more
For my Aunt Josie. Mamma died today, last year, at this very hour. I took care of her “Like an angel,” she would say, and I would never cry within her sight, nor anywhere in earshot, so that, at her funeral, and she died on the eve of her fortieth birthday, my eyes felt like … Read more
Marc di Saverio hails from Hamilton, Canada. His poems and translations have appeared internationally. In Issue 92 of Canadian Notes and Queries Magazine, di Saverio’s Sanatorium Songs (2013) was hailed as “the greatest poetry debut from the past 25 years.” In 2016 he received the City of Hamilton Arts Award for Best Emerging Writer. In … Read more
THE MAN WITH A MICRO-CHIP IN HIS RIGHT HAND Stopping wantless under cherry blossoms He hears a girl singing from the sewer, then harmonizes voices with some hums, then sings the final chorus like he knows her, their voices shaking red chrysanthemums – but now the crowds of fading stars are fewer and his voice … Read more