Yves Olade

Bloodsport

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It’s bloodsport. It’s a witching moon. It’s a hunt through the woods with nothing to show for it.

martina klix 

I say, I promise I won't do anything awful, and he says, you are something awful,

It’s bloodsport. It’s a witching moon. It’s a

hunt through the woods with nothing to show

for it. You look like you’ve eaten the sun, like

you drank so much sunlight you’re drowning in it.

it was enough until it wasn’t enough. I was enough, until I wasn’t.

& you know now, that anything alone is a haunting 

mia esme hsu

there is nothing left to surrender, but to surrender what is holy in us. 

we’ve been here so long that we’ve carved a ghost out of our waiting. we’ve woven ourselves a haunting. 

i adore poetry which is soft and still hungry and wrathful. can be compared to siken. ‘IPHEGENIA AT AULIS’ was a personal favourite.  we are such a hurt people  

“we had more martyrs than we knew what to do with, so we made more of them.”

savannah eden

yves continues to be one of my favorite poets working today; every time i think he can't top himself, he somehow finds a way to, anyhow. "we are not a miracle but a / cataclysm." wow, wow, wow. yves knows how to perfectly encapsulate the human condition.

beautiful, lyrical; the imagery is breathtaking.

illa

& you know now,
that anything alone is
a haunting

& any two things
together is a terror

"...Take a
part of a thing & claim the

whole of it, like a year of throwing spears into the
ocean & thinking Poseidon felt it."

Short but quite good poetry chapbook available here.

I'd look forward to a full length collection. Very reminiscent of Anne Carson, yet a tad moodier.

madina

wow! ok!!!!!! U Really Did That!!! "we had more martyrs than / we knew what to do with, / so we made more of them." so human, so raw, so brutal & i'm loving it. really like looking to an abyss & seeing your own reflection.

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