Anselm Berrigan
Anselm Berrigan is the poetry editor for the Brooklyn Rail. He lives and grew up in the somewhat lower part of Manhattan.
On Katherine Bradford
By Anselm Berriganwhen K wants more courage she looks at the way / Rose draws a leg, the barn your studio, one leg / ghosted, one hip impinged and set for replace- / ment, Mera from Xebel, Jackson Hyde, & Arthur / Curry, constellated, half a melon holding up the shack / by which mammal shadows repose...
Mandy
By Anselm BerriganAnselm Berrigan is the poetry editor for the Brooklyn Rail. He lives and grew up in the somewhat lower part of Manhattan.
Anselm Berrigan
The distinction between private and public registers has always been hard for me to find, & I think the specific logic of address often takes care of it as a non-distinction, however accidental, unknowing, or haphazard the insistence of that invented logic gives itself off to be.
In Conversation
POST-LUNCH POEMS
JOE PAN with ANSELM BERRIGAN
Anselm and I first met through a mutual friend, the painter and collagist Jonathan Allen, whose artwork I’d exhibited and whose first art monograph I’d published though my press, Brooklyn Arts Press (BAP).
Token Enabler
By Anselm Berriganforced to cuddle but some heirloom of power and peril it must be I have sufferings natural to me and a desire to repeat the clear truth
From an ongoing untitled poem for Lewis Warsh
By Anselm BerriganAnselm Berrigan is the poetry editor for the Brooklyn Rail. He lives and grew up in the somewhat lower part of Manhattan.
A Tribute to Steve Dalachinsky
Steve was a force of Nature, driven by compassion & curiosity. He was opened to everything & everyone. He was naked inside & outside with no boundary between.
