Five Prose Poems by Cole Swensen
A former sun, a warmer form of falling on, fallen now, warmly in grass, while the sun in your hand is a lonelier one, so you hold it more closely, and a light deep inside the body wanders back. Or perhaps it’s that, fallen in grass, the oranges glowing in the late slanted light return... Read More
Four Prose Poems from Outskirts of the World by María Negroni, trans. from Spanish by Michelle Gil-Montero
How does a disciplinary sea compare to a didactic sea? Or a choppy sea to a verbalized sea? You never know. Meanwhile, this sea begins to seem remarkably like the sea. You only need to wait for the day and night of reality. The sea’s strategy is its own concern... Read More
Catskills Book Fair at Union Grove Distillery
Saturday, June 17, 2023, 3-9 PM: Black Sun Lit presents the Catskills Book Fair, featuring 1080 Press, After Hours Editions, Argos Books, Belladonna* Collaborative, Bushel Collective, Station Hill Press & many more... Read More
Three Poems by Zan de Parry
You learn well – you have a very good job / You have a job and a head on your shoulders – you go to different measures / You go to the event – you meet people who distribute survey ads / under the ploys / You don’t listen to your friend who tells you... Read More
The Swine King by Michael Jeffrey Lee
“First,” he said, shouting, even though his advisors were quite close, “know that I have exhausted every means of keeping myself alive, and when I leave you at last, it will not be by choice. But even so, all animals must die, even great ones, and my time is swiftly approaching...” Read More
Excerpts from Crane by Tessa Bolsover
I awake and the boughs, battered and paddling against the window, bruise shadows in the hardwood. Amplified by rain, the sounds inside resonate like pieces of a disassembled object. Slowly, words begin to spread with a viscous clarity over everything... Read More
Three Po-Proses by Kim Hyesoon, trans. from Korean by Jack Jung
We question and answer to be nearer to “poetry.” / Literature is inherently unreal. / Poetry lies against the conventional use of language and / Fiction lies against the conventional use of reality. / Perhaps, a writer is someone who knows that after we disappear, what will remain is our lies... Read More
REM IN RE by Michael D. Snediker
Goad credo. Whether quaver or / my larynx’s season / of wilt. / Our cleverness hard & unkind sinks / into your parable, he said. / I am disposed / straightway, / a continuous body resigned / to outward travel as / an artery arrayed / in edgrow...
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Jennifer Soong, Billie Chernicoff, J. Gordon Faylor & Geoffrey Olsen at Unnameable Books
Friday, March 24, 2023, 7 PM: Black Sun Lit presents Jennifer Soong, Billie Chernicoff, J. Gordon Faylor & Geoffrey Olsen... Read More
Excerpt from The only name we can call it now is not its only name by Valerie Hsiung
We are swimming and smiling with fate, that is if we could, if we could move beyond the barrier which keeps us practically mute and immobile. Otherwise, it may be conceived as akin to something that resides be-tween negligence and happenstance, between dubious absence and absentmindedness, that is what is residual... Read More