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Cluster index: Stephen Wiest

Four poems from ‘Credo’.

Stephen Wiest: ‘…the unknowing is how we live
Keeping us alive by asking or accepting
Until it kills us all’

Odd Volumes: Screeds by Stephen Wiest.

Peter Riley on ‘Screeds’: ‘The poems are almost placeless, moving directly from experience into a poetical over-language, in a central tradition on which he has a firm grip.’

Screeds, Part 1.

Stephen Wiest: I wish it, without evocation, or appeal, this desire;
Sans a mutable sign turning this bright zodiac
miming obsession’s coiling serpent; only the simple question,
Will you listen, just listen?