By Hilary Sideris I dream I’m a man in love with Vincenzo. We’re in our 2020 Tucson. He can’t see my pistol as he parks, confesses decades of betrayal. È vero— he twists the figurative knife—I love somebody all this time! I pull the literal trigger, toss the gun in the river. I’m old by
by Hilary Sideris I know ligo, a little, Ellinica. I make a pot of avgo- lemono feeling a fever coming on, pray to small gods called saints who do favors & specialize. A semi- colon is a question mark in Greek. Sideris means blacksmith like Ferraro & Eisenstein, but siderenios, of iron, said to a
Shearsman Books, 2020 Review by Hilary Sideris Mervyn Taylor’s most recent collection of poems is about contrasts and contradictions, as its title, Country of Warm Snow suggests. Taylor, who grew up (and spent the pandemic) in Trinidad, has lived in New York City for many years. He often crafts poems out of conversations, distilling the