Steven Toussatin records Fiddlehead

Compound Press published Fiddlehead, a long poem by Steven Toussaint, late in the Southern Hemisphere Summer of 2014 (April-ish). It has now gone out of print, but a really wonderful recording has been made of Steven reading the work in its entirety. This is great news for experiencing this poem, because one of the most compelling features that made the manuscript stand out to us was the presence of a refrain, repeated like semi-regular clockwork throughout.

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Chris Holdaway

Time in México para Jorge F. Rivera I speak Spanish in the same way that I understand I will die one day.      Talk about it – in polite company, ad hoc, and forget more or less turning into morning unable, as it slips away without trying. This owes to typical way of escape—I go to make… Continue reading Chris Holdaway

Chris Holdaway

For Kent Bach, The words were not ready,—at first for innocent things like going to a party; then papers, their job interviews even eschewing of jury duties; and before long they were failing too in meaningful conversations. They wavered, stayed hidden;—too much was left implicit, for you absolutely would not be kept waiting at the… Continue reading Chris Holdaway