Jessica Q. Stark

Please check out our blog (linktree in bio) to read more about the work of Asa Drake and her book Maybe the Body (Tin House, 2026).🌟 @tinhouse.bsky.social @asaldrake.bsky.social

“The mind has no edge, but the folds of the brain afford both the maximum surface for touch and the possibility to fall between them inexorably like the sequence of seasons.”

— Friederike Mayröcker

(quoted in Waldrop, Dissonance)

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I'll be reading in Gainesville this week on Friday and interviewing @asaldrake.bsky.social on her new book MAYBE THE BODY for her book launch. Come on out if you're close!!

Gang.

GANG.

LLM DETECTORS ARE ALSO LLMs AND PRONE TO THE EXACT SAME ERRORS.

STOP USING THEM.

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO BE SO INSIGNIFICANT (part one) by Emma Bolden Last night I woke a fever, 2 a.m., I worried how to tell you what I can and can’t consume. My stomach turns me. If I write for forty days and forty nights, will I get to the bottom of me, a lake drained of its drink, a fish white-lipped there, gasping? Outside of my window and even at nighttide the azaleas slouch, indecent, fawning off their fuchsia threads against a broad swath of gray. In the dark I am invisible like a loom of stripped wires sparking behind a wall. I have nothing more to say to you because I have no you to say a thing to. A warped reel of birdsong whirls up my throat. By this age I wanted

to know the body as an object exquisite, jewel-cut and gold-set, a beautiful treasure beneath smooth hair. Now I am a table saw trying to be elegant, trying to know the world by dividing it, piece by piece. At night I lay down in the long bed and shiver up to the wild profusion of my own hair. Into the dark I set loose a flock of syllables. I watch every word’s winging, bright- beaked, luminous. I should’ve clipped them gone.

i'm so excited to have a poem in the latest issue of Radar Poetry. if you head to the website you can hear me read it, and the issue is a beauty--AND there's a stunning poem by @wordperv.bsky.social there, too!

www.radarpoetry.com/privilege

What exactly do you think I meant by “the shell universe”? (Still inventing possible meanings myself)

The idea of splicing sentences came from a Mei Mei Berssenbrugge interview with now Poet Laureate Arthur Sze. #poetry

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I tell you there are rooftops

on which the moon stops
being a cold jewel

And one by one the mountains
begin their descent from

the chambers of a lost book

-John Yau

Celebrate Kathryn Cowles’s THE STRANGE WONDROUS WORKS OF ELEANOR ELEANOR, winner of the 2025 Fence Modern Poets Series Book Prize, in combination with Geoffrey Babbitt’s A GRAIN OF SAND IN LAMBETH this Thursday, February 5th at 7 PM! 💌 @kathryncowles.bsky.social @geoffreybabbitt.bsky.social

WS Merwin wrote “Presidents” in 1970.

In 1971, he declined a Pulitzer, citing the Vietnam War —“too conscious of being an American to accept public congratulation with good grace, or to welcome it except as an occasion for expressing openly a shame which many Americans feel."

TY for sharing!

Hoarding Disorder.
A poem by Jessica Q. Stark
theadroitjournal.org/issue-fifty-...

@jezzbah.bsky.social
@adroitjournal.bsky.social

I was made for another planet altogether. I mistook the way.

Simone de Beauvoir

Lorine Niedecker

Jessica Stark Visit the post for more.

New poem drop today over at @adroitjournal.bsky.social on hoarding, holding, holding, holding. Thankful to the editors and the heart workers rn. 🩵

theadroitjournal.org/issue-fifty-...

A little bit late to sharing this, but Adi is so proud to have nominated the following wonderful writers for a Pushcart Prize earlier this month.

Congrats to Rania Mamoun, Alaa Alqaisi, Sharon Aruparayil, Tarfa Benson, @jezzbah.bsky.social, and Malak Hijazi!

Books made this weekend for subscribers @poetalukah.bsky.social @jezzbah.bsky.social

Save the date for 9/24!!

@taylorbyas.bsky.social, Ashley Jones, & @djvorreyer.bsky.social read for the WPLS.

#poetrysky #poetrynews #poets #poetry

@sundresspub.bsky.social @hubcitypress.bsky.social

Robert Glück, pictured here, says "the history of arts organizations is so ephemeral."

The new archive at Small Press Traffic, arranged for public access in the Mission, materializes the literary organization's history in Bay Area small press publishing.

www.smallpresstraffic.org/archive/arch...

📣 NEW RELEASE ALERT! 📣 Boa Editions is thrilled to announce that Aracelis Girmay's new collection of poetry GREEN OF ALL HEADS is out now! We have signed paperbacks and hardcovers for sale on our store in limited supply! Purchase yourself a copy today at boaeditions.org. Spread the word🍃

The Wolf I was stumble drunk, bent into the ramshackle dawn, the sun glazed with its own sick, traipsing along the cracked flagstones toward an apartment I’d all but abandoned, its contents strewn across the…

I was stumble drunk, bent into the ramshackle dawn,
the sun glazed with its own sick, traipsing along
the cracked flagstones toward an apartment
I’d all but abandoned, its contents
strewn across the tile floors

~from "The Wolf"
by David Joez Villaverde
🔥AGNI 101🔥

we used to build household shrines to Going On The Computer and it's no coincidence that as we abandoned these we started straying further from god's light

Unraveling of federal arts funding infrastructure continues. Hard to describe the decades of debates & advocacy invested in sustaining the CW fellowships at the NEA. Now, wiped out.

Aw visited by my own scholarly ghosts is a particular feeling. I do sometimes miss that particular beast of writing...

Aw thank you!! That means so much to me. ❤️ I stepped away from scholarly work for the most part to embrace writing my own poetry (a scholarly endeavor, nonetheless). Maybe one day I'll pursue publishing the dissertation that that essay is housed in. Thank you again for reading!

Laynie Browne : Apprentice to a Breathing Hand - Tin House What does it mean to write toward or under the aura of another poet one admires, to write in homage, as a celebration of another? What happens to language when it hovers between two writers, between h...

What does it mean to write under the aura of another poet one admires, to write in celebration of another? What happens to language when you do? Don't miss today's conversation with Laynie Browne
Audio📻: tinhouse.com/podcast/layn...
@omnidawn.bsky.social @tinhouse.bsky.social

Today’s Poem-a-Day @poetsorg.bsky.social is by the inimitable @theferocity.bsky.social, allusive, incantatory, and moving. @benningtonwriting.bsky.social @coffeehousepress.bsky.social ❤️🔥

so many, too many, things in this world are awful or beautiful, depending on the time of day, the year in your life, the angle you are tilting your head.

Hala Alyan

Every rich person is going to tell *you* how great AI teaching is while sending *their* kids to the kind of schooling the Ancient Greeks would recognize. I just wish everyone would think about why that is.