In Abeyance Cunt Norton hexes that cling to your

hexes that cling to your body like sweat

" Amy writes—we should be so lucky

korte liefdesgedichten (ghazals)

as a spiral spirals back on itself

In Abeyance Cunt Norton hexes that cling to yourJohn Wilkinson With this new book of sedimented lyric, John Wilkinsons poetry enters a terrain of creatures flattened in shale, in flat screen and in digital code. If Silicon Valley would repopulate Jurassic Park and defeat death, Wilkinsons poetry would make actual what slides past in the disregarded day, whether the flattening of a city or the return of seasonal blossom. This poetry swells dry roots; it breaches the total coverage that flatlines the