Jonno Révanche


In time we will escape the citadel. In time comes the white outline set of an overlay from the bottom up, in time drapery over the doorway firing, squeezing the possibility of love into pulp, the view to certain boons …

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Tell Me Like You Mean It 3

In curating this chapbook I’m not sure I feel closer to answering these questions: certainly they are never stagnant … But I do feel closer to poetry’s resistance to answer these questions, which does circle back to some kind of answer to my last question – we return to poetry not because we have an answer, but instead return in a process of regeneration.

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Yawning / cologne

A “home game” helps to lose you – some of my emotions all lopsided in your room like Brecht, turning upward,

To grow a hill in your apocryphal scene – only make tones around me Let loose an ex boyfriend, a …

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‘The concept of risk is intensely personal’: Jonno Révanche Interviews Hera Lindsay Bird

New Zealand writer Hera Lindsey Bird has been described as many things in recent times: an internet poet, a crisp new voice in a constantly shifting medium, the sole cause of poetry’s demise, a conspirator and revolutionary, historical necromancer, albatross, a stern jewellery thief.

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