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Adam Strauss

Adam Strauss
Adam Strauss has one full-length poetry collection, For Days, out with BlazeVox, and poems which appear in Verse and Superstition Review. His poems in this issue are from a manuscript titled Braided Sand.

[To          Earth We]

By Adam Strauss
Poetry•Vol. XXVI No. 3 (Winter 2013)

To          earth we           Shall return though          now           We’re of none:           The mountains not ours           To save Only parks          put us off the          scent Of silted water — smoke          overcoming           Mineral keenness in the breath — “Appalachian tang”:           A yellow          one swims               circumference.

[All Glass Used To Be Green]

By Adam Strauss
Poetry•Vol. XXVI No. 3 (Winter 2013)

All glass used to be green                  glass–green seas not just sea–glass Summer beer sea wracks away             Appalachia Used to be green in the             future now             when we Hold up a glass and             look             we’ll see class. Cole would have it that if I             cry then I’m             frameless As tears as             air bubbles in windows or             angels are And what’s             my carriage if not an anchoring of… [Read More]

To Joseph Addison Who I’ve Barely Read

By Adam Strauss
Poetry•Vol. XXIV No. 2 (Summer 2011)

Why lampoon larboard? It’s a lovely word; it doesn’t fatally lodge—well, colonialism, OK, anyway, the point is I like it; is it low self-esteem, posturing, or plain sense makes me find that reason inadequate? In the 7th century, the 11th, 16th, 19th, 20th, 21st: blossoms—believing barbarism’s made True when made practice—constitutes the constitution if God… [Read More]

Wingspan

By Adam Strauss
Poetry•Vol. XXIV No. 2 (Summer 2011)

Blue stroked into a coast—brown and white and ochre into cliffs daredevils jump off and swim into a cove or a boat if life becomes such that if you filmed the scene there’d be a beer commercial. Cranes fly over cranes in the Ukraine which, to sing a logic, not much else, no principle, a… [Read More]

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