The Lune


est. 2015


2022

“Let us be that bit of sky.” — Vicente Huidobro


El Creacionismo

Vicente Huidobro, tr. by Jonathan Simkins
$18 | ISBN 9781732874145

“In this book, we rediscover the resources revitalized by the avant-garde to transmute the historic vertigo of a fractured world; to contemplate and respond to the immanent belonging of certain places; and to open a dialogue between cultures, identities and languages.” — Leo Lobos


2021

“How that nature / constructs poetry / that pours from you / unceasingly” — Lewis Warsh


Goslings to Prophecy

Anne Waldman & Emma Gomis
$15 | ISBN 9781732874152

“We were thinking about tone, self-definition removal, no projection of 'message' agitating language from its memory bank. Or directed personally with personal details. To the contrary Another kind of salute. Obtuse? And wanting to honor sonnet and her spins."


Marrow Music

A cento by Nick Hranilovich
$12 | ISBN 9781732874138

“Canto-sieve of ‘rocky lurid stars’ filtering light through the Voice beyond measure. More concretely speaking, Marrow Music is a cento re-sounding The Lune's twenty-nine short collections published from 2015 to 2017.”


2020

“Inside I stand at the window, god, with your name wrapped round my throat like a scarf.” — Annie Dillard


Bruised Gospel

Sarah Alcaide-Escue
$15 | 9781732874121

“This is the poetry of pressure, uncontainable lyrics so tightly constructed they explode through a world injured aånd marked by its injuries, but healing and filled with the most wondrous light.”
Jay Hopler


2019

“at the bottom of the well where the moon lives,
can you pull me” — Denise Levertov


Morning Rites

Reed Bye
$18 | ISBN 9781732874114

“Reed Bye lets the round world come into the round eye on its own terms. There is no imposition, no going out there, so to speak, because whatever we are is already ‘round the pools.’ There is no subterfuge, no guile. Deep clarity is found – by a rare wonder – in pure utterance.”
David Mutschlecner


Poetic Faith

David Mutschlecner
$18 | ISBN 9781732874107

“Not singing of the world, but singing to it, Mutschlecner offers us an invitation foolhardy to decline: ‘Stay with the world awhile. Linger.’ He writes with light, as light; all one need do is let the eye adjust, take a patient breath, and see.”
Dan Beachy-Quick


2017

“We are going to the moon—that is not very far. Man has so much farther to go within himself.” — Anaïs Nin


The Lune Quarterly


Autumn

Imperative of the Night
Sherry Luo

Memory Palace
Jaime Robles

The Slightest Bearing
Nicholas Fuenzalida

All the Parts of the Animal
Eleni Padden

Yet Wave
Genelle Chaconas

Harvest
Curtis Romero


Summer

Our Lady of Obligations
Laura Chalar

I Should Have Been Linen
Ginger Teppner

The Fish Turned the Waters Over
Alicia Cahalane Lewis


Spring

Pill
Tara Walker

Counter Fluencies: 1-20
Mark DuCharme

Priest/ess
j/j hastain


Winter

Leaving the Lecture on Dance
Nina Pick

This Is The Crucible
Jonathan Simkins

Useless Lodestone & Other Poems
Thomas Phalen


2016

“The moon is high up in the sky and it’s spring. I think of you and within myself I’m complete.” — Fernando Pessoa


Innisfree Series


No. 18: W. Scott Howard
SPINNAKERS

No. 17: Olga Broumas & T Begley
Jamais Vu

No. 16: Ryan Wade Ruehlen
Jack Angel

No. 15: Alan Mudd
Red King

No. 14: Third Eye Broadcast
Surface

No. 13: Lisette Alonso
The Album of Untaken Photos

No. 12: Joanna Ruocco
The Boghole & the Beldame


No. 11: Maureen Seaton
Fedora

No. 10: Anne Waldman
Dream Book of Fez

No. 9: Marielle Grenade-Willis
Prairie Crocus

No. 8: Ella Longpre
Apocalune, a separation cosmology

No. 7: Laura Cesarco Eglin
Occasions to Call Miracles Appropriate

No. 6: Jack Collom
Yes And No

No. 5: Reed Bye
What's This


2014

“If you can put your five fingers through it, it is a gate, if not a door. Shut your eyes and see.” — James Joyce


No. 4

Pomes Penyeach by James Joyce

A moondew stars her hanging hair
And moonlight kisses her young brow
And, gathering, she sings an air:
Fair as the wave is, fair, art thou!

Be mine, I pray, a waxen ear
To shield me from her childish croon
And mine a shielded heart for her
Who gathers simples of the moon

(from "Simples," Trieste, 1914)


2013

“Ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry.” — Gaston Bachelard


LuNaMoPoLiS


No. 3

On Your Person

at it’s closest
there are
two hundred &
twenty five thousand
six hundred
twenty three
miles
between me
& my moon


No. 2

Please Do Touch

And then I said to summer
Show yourself
& summer stood still.
I saw perfectly clear the hunger apparent
in energy's purpose
The time that kills with the space that fills
and I spoke and I meant it



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