Sometimes
I smell my parents
on my words.
and I weep.
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"...not as vocabulary, not as syntax, not even as structure, but as a principle and a presence." -John Berger
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poetry & academia
- Able Muse
- Academy of American Poets
- American Life in Poetry
- Archipelago Magazine
- Arts & Letters Daily
- Bartleby Verse Anthologies
- Beloit Poetry Journal
- Blackbird
- Blue Flower Arts
- Brooklyn Rail
- Carcanet UK
- Classic Chinese Poetry
- Cosmoetica
- Critical Mass
- Dublin Review of Books
- E-Poetry Portal
- Fascicle
- George Szirtes
- Green Integer Books
- In a Dark Time
- Kate Benedict
- Lithuanian Poetry
- Lyrik Line
- Magma Poetry Magazine
- New Welsh Review
- New York Review of Books
- One Poet's Notes
- Peter Sirr
- Ploughshares Journal
- Poetry Archive
- Poetry Archives (e-mule)
- Poetry International
- Poetry Ireland
- Poetry Kit
- Poetry London
- Poetry Magazine US
- Poetry Magazines UK
- Poetry Nation Review UK
- Poetry Resource Page
- Poetry Society UK
- Poetry Workshop (Guardian Unlimited)
- Ruth Padel
- Salt Publishing
- Scottish Poetry Library
- Slate
- Smartish Pace
- the North (back issues)
- The Page
- The Poem UK
- The Poem UK Discussion Forum
- Tower Poetry UK
- Umbrella Journal
- Wolf Magazine UK
- World Translation Project
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