By Victor D. Infante
Lately, I’ve been thinking about Anne Sexton. Particularly, I’ve been thinking about her quote, “Suicide is, after all, the opposite of a poem.” The quote came to mind earlier this year, when Radius published its Continue reading→
By Robert Bohm
1. Dante and Genet Fuck All Night in a Bed of Transcendent Ideas: Prologue to a Few Words on Artaud
In order to understand language, one must be wary of it, as if it were … Continue reading→
In its short history, Radius has been blessed to publish poems and essays that are not only excellently written, but also artistically and personally brave. We’re consistently flabbergasted by the quality of the work that passes our threshold.
So … Continue reading→
Port Washington song
By Robert Bohm
The crows’ ascent
begins in grass at the gravestone’s edge
as it flaps its wings, then in silence
flies above an untrimmed hedge.
A tiny Jeremiah, I sat in … Continue reading→
At Great Kills Field, Staten Island two days before I turn 68
By Robert Bohm
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When the fathers lean against the chain-link backstop, each
grimly eyeing the details
of his son’s playing, the baby
… Continue reading→