Injecting Dreams into Cows by Jessy Randall
Jessy Randall’s Injecting Dreams into Cows attempts to dismantle quibbles by critics who claim they are unable to engage with new poetry. Randall’s intent becomes clear in “The Nonexistent Orchard.” The poem opens with an epigraph from the New York Times Book Review which paints leading critic Helen Vendler as out of touch and disinterested...
More German Idioms
We Germans are selfish at times and always desire to have the last word. In fact, adding our mustard to everything—not only to a delicious pork chop—is a typical trait. This is a follow-up to our previous post on German idioms. everything is in butter Don’t think twice about your figure if asked by...
Alice in Wonderland: A Musical Porno
Throughout our first year of publishing, we’ve noticed a few folks have stumbled upon our journal Googling the oddest of phrases. We’d like to commemorate these Internet searchers with a poem, composed entirely and verbatim from their queries. Perhaps in CalJoPo, they found what they didn’t even know they were looking for. Alice...
It’s the Blurby Awards!
It’s that time of year when we as a society look back at the previous year’s excellence and accomplishments in film, television, and music. However, one cultural field is often overlooked by critics—blurbs! That’s right, it’s time for the Blurby Awards, honoring excellence in blurb writing for poetry books. So without further ado, we at...
Found Poetry: Quinoa Salad in Blood
Sometimes poetry happens organically in the real world, far from the desks of poets, as in this menu from the Adams Avenue Grill in San Diego: Reading the first line, the reader begins to drool over the prospect of a savage, carnivorous meal—only to have expectations swiftly reversed in the next line. The...