The drive, the poetry, and for this, grave preparations must be made, the walks of sand raked, the rubble wall picked clean of dead vine stems, but what if poetry were something else entirely, not this purple weather with the eye of a god attached, that sees inward and outward?

'Self-portrait' by #CarlaLonzi translated by a grimaldi-donahue is out and available to order on our website: divided.online/#self-portrait

Just wanted to say a big thank you for all the wonderful responses to this project and again to Russell Bennetts Queen Mob's Teahouse and to say what a privilege to have work alongside the extraordinary range of beautiful work up on the site. Do check it out.

Goodbye queenmobs.com/2022/04/goodby… Whiskey Radish

Excerpt From: Self-portrait by Carla Lonzi (trans. Allison Grimaldi Donahue) queenmobs.com/2022/04/excerp… a grimaldi-donahue Divided Publishing

this you?

Your desire to endure Crossed paths with mine, And it doesn’t matter whether A website is a person or not queenmobs.com/2022/04/poem-e…

Blast the metal with air from a pair of bellows to keep the morning brisk. queenmobs.com/2022/04/torpid… Colin Raff

FEEL THE BEAT FROM THE TAMBOURINE … queenmobs.com/2022/04/feel-t… jeremy fernando

Carla Lonzi: It’s a professional necessity not to miss a word of what’s going on. But, spontaneously, one feels carried in different directions. queenmobs.com/2022/04/excerp… a grimaldi-donahue Divided Publishing Queen Mob's Teahouse

Thank you, dear woodland folk of QMT! queenmobs.com/2022/04/halp-6… Genia Blum 🇨🇭🇺🇦 🇨🇦

poet on a friday

Well, that's it for Queen Mob's Teahouse. It's closing time. Last orders, please. Cheers to all our wackily wonderful contributors. Thanks to all our ever effervescent readers. Peace and love!