Anne Gorrick

Anne Gorrick is the author of: A’s Visuality (BlazeVOX Books, Buffalo, NY, 2015), I-Formation (Book 2) (Shearsman Books, Bristol, UK, 2012), I-Formation (Book 1) (Shearsman, 2010), and Kyotologic (Shearsman, 2008). She co-edited (with poet Sam Truitt) In|Filtration: An Anthology of Innovative Poetry from the Hudson River Valley (Station Hill Press, Barrytown, NY, 2016). She has also collaborated with artist Cynthia Winika to produce a limited edition artists’ book called Swans, the ice, she said with grants through the Women’s Studio Workshop in Rosendale, NY, and the New York Foundation for the Arts. She also co-curated (with poet Lynn Behrendt), the electronic journal Peep/Show.

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This is what I think of a man wearing a Utilikilt If you wrap your celery in tin foil before placing it in the fridge it will last for weeks and it will still be fresh and crisp when you …

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Sonnet8 – “He sits awhile, then off he goes”

Whale-like arthritis companies: the bunny gets it in my whalespace. Titlewow, her beauty works at stalling. Her maladies were reborn in ice cream. Her hair has been scripted in the new hydrogen economy. Listening to his scorpion groove, her beauty …

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“I walked on the banks of the tincan banana dock and sat down under the huge shade of a Southern Pacific locomotive to look at the sunset over the box house hills and cry.” When daddy slaps the water, baby …

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Folio #14

without names or any other proper geographic indications August 30, 2009   a nation into a skein contours and names / her labored exactitudes She elaborated on a / far more complex him / hymn reckless                       gestural She is bright …

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i lap your macadamia stroll i espy the roof rack of the world i try on sunglasses, a sign of your formal awareness anyway you’re bubbly, becalmed as wool i find in my head no tartan gift wrap i fuck …

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Dogs in Space (Remix)

In Patagonia: an axe, a kitten, a street The closed storefronts: vacant as traffic lights An absence: barely dawn On her peeling skin: dogs begin to greet her Something terrible: a wooden cart with one wheel shrieking Backpacks: stuffed with …

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Can-Am Series

for CAS Chlorine chances taken cribside Bast-thistle rehearse sable her since startle A creel of stars or starts Begin marine-smitten and blind static alba, finial, estuary his rheumatic There are traces of coals in the lymph Serum against the astrolabe …

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