All the poems under argument eventually won their way into the journal. But that's not what I'm here to talk about.
Manifesto: What Dawn Wants from a Poem, As of March 29, 2009I want grace of language and syntax, along with deliberate, sinuous grammar.I want music.I want images that matter to one another and to the thematic arc of the poem. I do not want a list of fractured visual details.I want dramatic progression: of action, thought, and emotional discovery.I want a moral commitment to revelation, to saying what is nearly unbearable to say. This does not mean that I require victim narrative, sexual innuendo, hallucination, or war crimes, though of course any one of those topics could be the basis of a good poem. It means that I want the poet to put his heart into my hands. That metaphor sounds both nasty and banal. But there you have it. I want the heart.
Surely I've left something out of this manifesto, but you can remind me of it.