When I edited the online journal Trasna, we published a few of Fred’s poems in different issues, including this one which exemplifies his economy of language, the tightness of his form, & the heart at its center: trasna.online/fred-johnsto... May he rest in peace.
The Word I knew the woman who jumped from the fourth floor Though no one uses that verb, they say She fell. (Not having protected her, the town protects itself.) Let’s praise the river for its mercies...
Mine might be “bangers & mash”
NEW RULE: if you are going to *thank ChatGPT* in the acknowledgements of your book, then you have to put the acknowledgments at the beginning rather than the end.
Thanks so much! Here’s the English translation: rustandmoth.com/work/holding...
We’re outside at dark and witness snow brightening under a cone of parking lot light. My daughter claims all of the flakes look like stars falling. Here they are on the ground, on our boots, in our ha...
Cheers! Thanks so much!