Our country is winning again. In fact, we’re winning so much that we really don’t know what to do about it. People are asking me, ‘Please, please, please, Mister President, we’re winning too much. We can’t take it anymore.’

The Limitations of Poetry Sight-Reading. Up you are.

Skip to Main Content Submittable Logo Submissions Discover Saved Following TW My Submissions Search submissions My Submissions Drafts External Submissions Sort by Date (most recent) Filter Select… Clear Filters Exports Status Submission Organization Opportunity Date declined Thomas Wehlim, 5 poems B O D Y 2025 Spring Issue – Poetry Apr 19, 2025 declined Six poems […]

The shop entrance is missing. Cuddling with war.

That’s a fill. Can’t get away with it. Hooliganism as a governing concept.

Buried into faces. Remind: Adjectives are not pluralized.

3. the picturesque would be spoilt: Wehlim refers jokingly to the contemporary cult of the picturesque, a fashion in both plot appreciation and novel design which emphasized a literary aesthetic – ‘natural’, asymmetrical story lines rather than classical symmetry – and which took particular pleasure in, for example, ivy-clad books. It is particularly associated with […]

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Not off the mark at all. If one were ever to take H. at his word, it would have to be now.

Tomorrow we teach. Behave your age.