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“As soon as we subscribe to a hierarchy, we circumscribe ourselves within a value system. This is perhaps the great conundrum AMERICAN of art—once we define a term, we impose a limit, thereby inviting both orthodoxy and transgression. Our concept of ‘art’ or ‘poem’ or ‘novel’ is, then, always in flux, and I think we’d agree that this is how art renews itself—through those who dare to challenge those terms. The making of art, and the evaluation of it, is always an act POETRY REVIEW of self-definition.” —KITANO, p. 37 MAY/JUNE 2021 VOL. 50/NO. 3 $5 US/$7 CA MEGAN FERNANDES MAGICAL REALISM IN AMERICA & OTHER POEMS FORREST GANDER OWNING YOURSELF: AN INTERVIEW WITH JACK GILBERT SALLY WEN MAO PARIS SYNDROME & OTHER POEMS ALSO IN THIS ISSUE: ALISON C. ROLLINS MAGGIE SMITH NATALIE EILBERT PHOTO: APRWEB.ORG RIVKAH GEVINSON 2 THE AMERICAN POETRY REVIEW The American Poetry Review (issn 0360-3709) is published bimonthly by World Poetry, Inc., a non-profit corporation, and Old City Publishing, Inc. Edi torial offices: 1906 Rittenhouse Square, Philadelphia, PA 19103-5735. Subscription rates: U.S.: 3 years, $78.00; 2 years, $56.00; 1 year, $32.00. Foreign rates: 3 years, $129.00; 2 years, $92.00; 1 year, $49.00. Single copy, $5.00. Special classroom adoption rate per year per student: MAY/JUNE 2021 VOL. 50/NO. 3 $14.00. Free teacher’s subscription with classroom adoption. Subscription mail should be addressed to The American IN THIS ISSUE Poetry Review, c/o Old City Publishing, 628 N. 2nd Street, Philadelphia, PA 19123-3002. www.aprweb.org. MEGAN FERNANDES 4 Beggars and Choosers & Other Poems Editor Elizabeth Scanlon MAGGIE SMITH 6 At the End of Our Marriage, in the Business Manager Backyard & Small Blue Town Mike Duffy FORREST GANDER 7 Owning Yourself: An Interview Editorial Assistant with Jack Gilbert Thalia Geiger SALLY WEN MAO 14 Paris Syndrome & Other Poems General Counsel Dennis J. Brennan, Esq. SHAMAR HILL 16 The Walls Became the World All Around & When the Stillness Contributing Editors Comes Christopher Buckley, Deborah Burnham, George Economou, Jan Freeman, Leonard AMISH TRIVEDI 18 Among the Hydrangeas Gontarek, Everett Hoagland, Steven Kleinman, Teresa Leo, Kate Northrop, Marjorie Perloff, TODD FREDSON 19 Portraits of Colonial Entanglement: Ethel Rackin, Natania Rosenfeld, Michael Contemporary Afro-Francophone Ryan, Jack Sheehan, Peter Siegenthaler, Lauren Translations Rile Smith, Valerie Trueblood, Joe Wenderoth SARA MICHAS-MARTIN 27 Bubble & Other Poems Founder Stephen Berg ALISON C. ROLLINS 28 Transfigure & Other Poems (1934–2014) JOHN MORRISON 30 Headphone Masterpieces: Co-founder MF DOOM, Operation Doomsday Sidney H. Berg SIMONE MUENCH & (1909–1973) 32 Utterance JACKIE K. WHITE Periodical postage paid, Philadelphia, PA, and at additional offices. Postmaster: Please send address changes to The G.C. WALDREP 33 On Self-Censorship, Faith, and the American Poetry Review, 1906 Rittenhouse Square, Unwriting & (Fountains Abbey, Philadelphia, PA 19103-5735. Pentecost) Nationwide distribution: TNG, 1955 Lake Park Dr. SE, Suite 400, Smyrna, GA 30080, (770) 863-9000. M edia Solutions, 9632 Salmon Madison Blvd., Madison, AL 35758, (800) 476-5872. Printed GABRIELLE BATES 36 in U.S.A. CHRISTINE KITANO 37 Ars Poetica for the Next Decade Advertising correspondence should be addressed to The American Poetry Review, 1906 Rittenhouse Square, SILVIA GUERRA 41 Selections from Un mar en madrugado Philadelphia, PA 19103-5735. Translated from the Spanish by Vol. 50, No. 3. Copyright © 2021 by World Poetry, Inc. and Old City Publishing, Inc. a member of the Old City Publishing Jesse Lee Kercheval and Jeannine Pitas Group. All rights, including translation into other languages, are reserved by the publishers in the United States, Great Brit- NATALIE EILBERT 44 (Earth), the ain, Mexico, Canada, and all countries participating in the Universal Copy right Conventions, the International Copy- right Convention, and the Pan American Convention. Noth- BOARD OF DIRECTORS ing in this publication may be reproduced without permission Jonathan Katz, Chair Ethel Rackin Ava Seave of the publisher. Margot Berg Elizabeth Scanlon Nicole Steinberg Eileen Neff All previously published issues of APR from the first in 1972 to 2013 are accessible online through JSTOR—www.jstor.org. BOARD OF ADVISORS Linda Lee Alter Rayna Block Goldfarb Judith Newman The American Poetry Review receives state arts funding support Natalie Bauman Werner Gundersheimer Carol Parssinen through a grant from the Pennsylvania Council on the Arts, a Richard Boyle Lynne Honickman S. Mary Scullion, R.S.M. state agency funded by the Commonwealth of Pennsylvania. Marianne E. Brown William Kistler Peter Straub This magazine is assisted by a grant from The Diet rich Paul Cummins Edward T. Lewis Rose Styron Helen W. Drutt English Foundation. The columns in APR are forums for their authors, who write Ann Beattie Carolyn Forché Joyce Carol Oates with out editorial interference. Robert Coles Edward Hirsch Cynthia Ozick Rita Dove Emily Mann Frederick Seidel The Editors are grateful for the opportunity to consider un solicited manuscripts. Please enclose a stamped, self- addressed envelope with your manuscript or submit online at www.aprweb.org. ANNUAL PRIZES Subscription: p. 42 THE STANLEY KUNITZ MEMORIAL PRIZE: A prize of $1,000 and publication of the winning Index of Advertisers: p. 40 poem in The American Poetry Review, awarded to a poet under 40 years of age in honor of the late Stanley Kunitz’s dedication to mentoring poets. THE APR/HONICKMAN FIRST BOOK PRIZE: In partnership with The Honickman Foundation, an annual prize for a first book of poetry, with an award of $3,000, an introduction by the judge, publication of the book, and distribution by Copper Canyon Press through Consortium. MAY/JUNE 2021 3 FIVE POEMS MEGAN FERNANDES Beggars and Choosers I dig my cast of macabre angels, one foot in the grave, another on the internet. “Ah Carl, while you are not safe, I am not safe.” —Ginsberg When my sister calls me from Texas I admit that I don’t really know how the internet works after a long shift, I play piano for her or the economy and when the newspaper says to forget her day, but I muddle keys. that the body of government is consolidating debt They won’t behave. She doesn’t mind. to make room for more credit, it sounds like a divorce or like when in-laws move in, this “making room,” My sister bathed and bagged the dead. the language of spatial necessity escaping me. She is not tortured by a bad melody, I’m learning a lot about lungs in the pandemic: instead, she’d prefer pain not be glass opacity, x-rays of snow, organs embracing glamorous or candlelit or ironic like adjacent continents in a bad winter. Mutual downfall. or theater. She knows that not everything When I lived in Shanghai, I performed a ritual of water holy has to hurt or cohere. to ward off a hoax or a curse or the dead of heart. I needed an amulet and bought an expensive piece of jade because I was in China and I was desperate Autumn in New York, 2020 and unimaginative. It was heavy, easily chipped. In Central Park, yellow leaves sink by the hundreds I poured water into one glass and out of another. like orphan starfish in the pond, like mummies, I spoke to the horizontal incestuous gods—Apollo, Artemis, Athena. soft and eternal. They stare straight up I wished good things for you though now, a year later, as we cross a crowded bridge. Once upon a today, I want evidence that you, too, suffered, generosity run dry all land became sea and we, an aquarium of the unclaimed. or maybe wasn’t really there. Under lockdown, you get so lonely My walk through this city is a riptide. I hallucinate orcas that you begin to personify furniture, and send me a video and swim parallel to the rivers. Somedays, I hustle of your body dancing with a ladder, its long shadow cast wide from the Hudson to the East, kick the fussed seagrass against you. I hate your audacious whimsy, dying in rectangular plots. The deadest blocks bright as a smashing orange against the sirens’ howl. of Manhattan are where sandwich chains For every sick set of lungs speeding by, your feet quicken used to glow neon near the transit stations, places where around the six-foot totem and I break, envious nothing happened except dread or anticipation or return. of the inanimate, its stoic presence, longing Once upon a today, the city chewed herself like a dog for any entanglement with your form. eating at its own leash, anchored to a desolate house. I count each patch of park as I move south and do The Poet and the Nurse a tour of the Lower East Side. I fall in love with a rose building that was once a department store A few days before it all unfolded in NYC, where they sold velvet. And next to it, a German fabric shop a doctor was feeling my left breast that sewed uniforms for those humans this country enslaved. and we made jokes until we were not joking. Once upon a summer, I only read Etheridge Knight Go now, she said, because now was all and asked a friend if she knew the history of her family wealth she could guarantee. I ducked awnings when she sent her kid to private school on grandpa’s money. forty blocks in the rainy blitz Once upon a season, I am a terrible dinner guest. I get a cough. I take magnesium. I ingest chain link. of the March afternoon. I sat in an empty I want to call you and say that crisis clarifies everything, hospital on 13th.