Fall 2017/Winter 2018

poet in these times

What can I do
I say to myself
(I hear you
saying it too)
What can I do
I take paper
and pen and I
write these words:
What can I do
I say to myself
(I hear you
saying it too)

“What can I do?”  It would seem that our every act, our every thought in these
unparalleled times is framed, motivated, marinated in this question.
What can we do? 

I would submit that the truly exceptional poems that comprise this issue are
all, in one sense or another, a restating, a re-forming of this question  -- and
that in them, we can find reflected, reinterpreted, real-ized our own struggle
with and reaction to it. We all seem, as this issue’s feature, Robbie Gamble puts it

pinned at this penumbral edge
Where light and dark both awe and draw a wedge

Our certain hope is that you, the readers of this issue, will find in the poems here an experience of call and response, that whatever these poets may be saying, you will hear yourselves saying it, too. 

 

Peace,

Wayne-Daniel Berard
Co-Editor