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Twenty-Five Years of Mantis

Poetry I: Speak

Translations through Time I: Poets Now

Poetry II: See

Translations through Time II: Poets Past

Poetry III: Remember

Show Me What You’re Made Of

DANCE-POEM-DANCE

Mantis 22

eccentric/eclectic/electric/ekphrastic

dis.orientations

disillusion, dissolution

visceral;velocities

()bservations

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Mantis 21

Exchanging Cups: Contemporary Sake Poetry
To Raise a Glass, or Down It: Poems for Our Spirits
Poetry in Translation
Poetry from Ukraine
New Poetry in English

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Mantis 20

Mantis at 20
New Poetry
Translation
Kevin Bennett

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Mantis 19

New Poetry
Translation
2020: Poetry of Protest
Multilingualism
A Tribute to Eavan Boland

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Mantis 18

New Poetry
Translation
Heather Dohollau
West Coast Poetry
Poems through Amherst College
The Embodied Mind

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Is a poem, then, not the mind embodied? Does not the form, the content of a poem capture a foray into the most intimate moments and reﬂections of what we are, communicated across time and distance through the medium of language?

Explore The Embodied Mind

To write is to write in fire.

Fire trails along the letters,
and the twists and turns at the ends of them
are fire.

Rivulets of fire are along the writing.

I strike with the pen,
then fire leaps up and
smoke rises into the room.

The page is scorched.
The great book
is to be written.

The Poetry of Kevin Bennett

That lion constellate,
Whose scenery is Betelgeuse and Mars,
Hunts without respite among fixed stars.
And they prevail: to his undoing every day
The essential sun
Proceeds, but only to accommodate
A tenant moon,
And he remains until the very break
Of morning, absentee landlord of the dark

Our Tribute to Eavan Boland