To render. Be rendered.
A magazine of poetry and related arts straight from L.A.
No poems from the Editor in Speechless, but here
are three poems at
"Everywhere I Go There I Am"
"Hurrying toward the Present"
Play a little game where you survey all the
arts and attempt to identify what they have in common at
their best, or near best. Take dance, take acting, all right
then, take poetry. What might you notice? Exquisite control
that produces the sensation of spontaneity. Years of
preparation, training, and deep absorption of
craft—resulting in the appearance of effortlessness.
interests me, the possibility of control combined with a
sense of moment to moment creation, an immediacy. I'm
also concerned with pace and how the poem moves, zinging and
twisty—like that little ride called "Mighty Mouse" at
long-gone Playland at the Beach—or headlong down the page.
But I like slow moody poems, too, that take hold like a
potion or come up from under—an immersion, a suffusion. I'm
not saying I can do it, but I like it.