Author: Benjamin Schmitt

The Elsewhere: Poems and Poetics

THE ELSEWHERE. Neither now nor when,/ consequence-bereft, uncircumscribed/ by past and future cones, the infinite/ fraction between synapses and stars. There are so many different kinds of poets in the world. This seems like a rather obvious statement, but it…

BEAT Scrapbook

The old poets gather in Vesuvio’s/ talking and taking pictures of each other/ studying the old photos on the wall/ and remembering people who are dead Next month will mark my sixth anniversary as a reviewer for At The Inkwell.…

Clerk of the Dead

“Every day I weightlift/ the quiet grief that stuffs/ a briefcase I carry/ from this place to the next.” As I write this, America is undergoing great political uncertainty. My wife and I are checking in with each other every…

The Full Moon Herald

“How do you spread yourself wide/ enough to take her life in?” In his groundbreaking 1985 analysis of media Amusing Ourselves to Death, Neil Postman writes the following: “Now . . . this” is commonly used on radio and television…