John W. Evans: “I wrote the poems in The Fight Journal to make sense of an experience about which I felt strongly biased: my divorce. I wanted to recognize the humanity of all involved on the page because this was something I struggled to do in real life. I hoped to find closure, healing, and an answer to two questions. Why had my marriage failed? How had I been complicit in that failure? Adrienne Rich’s ‘From An Old House in America’ was the formal model for the long title poem. Marta Tikkanen’s ‘The Love Story of the Century’ was a precedent for writing about these dynamics. Both poems are personal favorites.” (web)
Madelyn Chen: “As a kid, I rarely spoke unless I was spoken to. I was often late to class because I would hole up in the library, reading Shel Silverstein and Emily Dickinson, hearing their words instead of the bell. One day, I wrote my own poem. I liked it so much that I volunteered to read it at the school talent show. I remember struggling to raise my voice, to look up at the audience. I remember the applause. My teacher pulled me aside to tell me that I had a gift for writing. That I should share it more. So. Here I am, a law student at Harvard by day and a poet for life. I speak up more. I share more. I’m still finding my voice, but I’m not afraid of it anymore.” (web)
Katie Hartsock: “I received an email from Firestone Tires on Earth Day, and the subject line was ‘Download the App and We’ll Plant a Tree.’ This suggested transactional exchange seemed to indicate an equality between the two actions where I found none. It also points towards the ever-increasing weaving of the digital world into our material lives, a blurring which worries and saddens me. The poem also references interviews with AI developers which I read about in a recent Substack by the excellent Paul Kingsnorth.” (web)
Azia Armstead: “As a child I understood privilege very early on. I didn’t have the language to articulate it then but I knew there was a difference between myself and kids like Hannah. I cheated on my test because I so desperately wanted to be acknowledged and celebrated, but mostly I wanted to be ‘smart.’”
Dante Di Stefano: “This is an elegy for Jerry Springer who died this week. Like many people my age (44), I disliked his show, but sometimes watched it, despite, or maybe because of, my dislike. For better or worse, Springer was an archetypal American figure, part carnival barker, part confidence man. He harkened back to snake oil mountebanks of the nineteenth century and presaged the age we live in now, where the double helix of reality television and social media compose and decompose and writhe through our national DNA.”
Diane Wakoski: “My poems are my secret garden, where I can be a girl wandering in a Southern California orange grove, a sorceress sailing between islands with the Argonauts, or a woman in a ’70s bar, waiting for the Motorcycle Betrayer to put his hand on her shoulder. The garden is confined, but not limited. I never get tired of sitting in this garden, knowing that only those who have the key can unlock the gate and join me inside.” (web)
Landa wo: “In 1999 I choose Ireland as my new home. An Afro French in search of opportunities I found a new place and at the same time I found poetry as a way to challenge the society. A new multiracial Irish society.” (web)