ARTHUR DIES: First Chronicle, Vol. 3, by Olchar E. Lindsann 

This is an epic poem of that eldritch troubling time, issuing from a vast swarming archaeology as it might have been. Discover a land in which history, legend, death, language, and the world itself are otherwise than even if we think it, where magic infuses, confuses the words that describe it, as if - where discontinuity even infects the grammar of another, a bleary consciousness of another, reality – drift-read upon the current scene of bloodshed, deceit, and the insistent gnarled hope and striven mourning for a better world: ARTHUR symbolized the dream to come, where meaning flows as music overpast; a dank vanished temporal slaughter swale (that of Albion, womb of Blake) where the spells of words became cemented never – where rhythmic abstraction and storytelling tangle in mutabilitous dance: shamanic trance-speech, a fantasy uttered from within: for such is Arthur's dream – Jack A. Withers Smote



164 pp.

ISBN 9781938521485





UNDERSCORE by K. S. Ernst & Sheila E. Murphy

UNDERSCORE by K. S. Ernst & Sheila E. Murphy
This is a long-form collaborative visual poem which includes a dialogue between at least 2 voices and one or more crows, on themes of consciousness, time, place, and friendship. As the authors say in their introduction: "The combination psyche of KSEM [Ernst & Murphy] arrows our way in varying geometric / geo-mantric modes that we prepare to depict upon a score what we decidedly hear, alongside emblematic crows that sound themselves and show themselves across the work. They are our center as they anchor narrative and feeling, spanning multisensory tree-staged colorific definitions." 
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"Duchamp's Nude came eddying down the staircase carrying a chessboard & some sort of dictionary. 'Your move,' she said. I started with 'angular.' She won in less than ten moves. Kept on winning. Even when I painted the board red she beat me. It wasn't until I started opening with Smurfs or the sigils of YouTube & Facebook, things she'd never seen before, that I began to be competitive. I finally won when I brought Nelson Mandela forward. That's when Daddy stepped in. I never won again. 'A readymade Mark,' he called me," Mark Young - Conceptual and surrealist visual poetry constructed on chessboard grids by the Australia-based poet and editor of the international journal, Otoliths.

$16, FULL COLOR BOOK, 27 pp.

ISBN 978-1-938521-47-8



TRANSCENDENT TOPOLOGIES: Structuralism and Visual Writing by TOM HIBBARD

Is Structuralism a useful tool for engaging with the new visual poetry? Thomas Hibbard thinks so and this book is the fascinating and thoughtful result. As Jim Leftwich says in his Afterword, thinking about visual poetry is as good a way as any of understanding the world we live in: “Tom Hibbard's book, TRANSCENDENT TOPOLOGIES: STRUCTURALISM AND VISUAL WRITING, is as political as you are. It has no other choice. Read it and take notes (handwritten notes, like James Comey and his associates). Track down the books he writes about. Teach yourself how to do what the authors of those books do . Write essays about their work, about your work, about Tom Hibbard's work, about James Comey's work, Michael Cohen's work. Visual writing is trying to teach us one thing, over and over, in a thousand different ways: we live in a shifting constellation; we must read it and write it that way.”