Andrew Cyril Macdonald considers the role of inter-subjectivity in poetic encounter. He celebrates the confrontations between self and Other and the challenges that occur in moments of injustice. He is founding editor of Version (9) Magazine, a poetry journal that implicates all things theoretic. You can find his words in such places as A Long Story Short, Blaze VOX, Cavity Magazine, Fevers of the Mind, Green Ink Poetry, Lothlorien, Nauseated Drive,ODD Magazine, Synchronized Chaos, Unlikely Stories and more. When not writing he is busy caring for seven rescued cats and teaching a next generation of poets.
Public housing demolition
We drew back time Truth squandered and saw interest given to the vigour vision then need then missive made when a wrecking ball served as reminder. It took on worlds reputations lagged in — slots of what was left a dwindled youth other crises awaited. Now they wander what seems better option choose of: these building blocks torn down and held in dreams of walls their bricks and plasters. Panic Polar nexus tells truths life’s found in groans instance pictures. One condition settles score: lost cause stammering in stunt mouths pronounced them their hyphenated pause. Extremes of giving reassessant under penumbrae proved wrong, trite adventures clothe these preserves representing scrimmaged dreams mirrored light gloves from refracting glass. And succumbs. Bellicose entries dark rooms undone dark tenements emptied to scuttle plots encumbering sorts of goods we respond when misnomer of relief retains in what here now wayward bound ambition aggresses. A questioned reality Transmutation severs purpose, causes old impressions hold forms before onslaught happens. It does and leaves tethered lost heads compellent fostered contentions gathered in watches pressing forward composing the data lost sides assemble before stoic pauses wisdom produces. It makes them complacent the trials ambulating. With kaleidoscopes that lose their focus among dead standings loose are mirrored impressions that embrace and swallow old conventions tendering veins of those who cannot face it— that death pervading truths eternal if still obdurate. We close up then, sequestering in the cause of all what’s bogus. Pre-nuptial A fought-for clause prevents enigma, purveys trails that ought to follow stipulations of grandeur. No mystery then but what it is draws us together, making shape of fails set to happen for reasons here listed. Now it’s written as intended condition surveying spells got us betrothed to intimations bending each as upright through distending conventions commerce what makes them if gains of partnership we lasted. 2 poems by Andrew Cyril Macdonald: “September burial” & “Out of night silence speaks” 3 Poems by Andrew Cyril MacDonald : Vegas chapel, A quick forbiddance, In part disjoiner