by Jeremy Bass | Aug 19, 2014
Count the seasons like leaves and they begin to fall. Meanwhile summer issues bank-loans of green and heat cooks cherries in the street-side carts as urine out of subway grates ferments into the streets, seeking open air the way the moneyed seek the coast. I can’t say...
by Jeremy Bass | Apr 4, 2013
Poets have become so inventive at framing their work, it often seems as if a new book of poetry must have a gimmick of some kind in order to make itself heard. Book-length historical narratives. The re-interpretation of a comic strip. A book whose poems take...
