ARTICLES BY Andrew James Weatherhead
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The Origin of the World

Andrew James Weatherhead

10.19.16

“The eye, the skull, the earth, the universe: / circumference is everywhere, / the center not to be located.” A new long poem by Andrew James Weatherhead, composed entirely from blurbs on the backs of books found in his bedroom.

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The British Empire

Andrew James Weatherhead

04.08.15

“People you love / are eating without you.” A new poem by Andrew James Weatherhead.

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Sonnet

Andrew James Weatherhead

05.02.14

A new poem by Andrew James Weatherhead concerning an electric guitar and food, selected by Spring poetry editor, Molly Brodak.

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My shovel // Sparkles like words: Anthony McCann Dig and Dialogue

Andrew James Weatherhead

11.10.11

Anthony McCann is pushing the folds of language back like he is walking through the Origin of the World and it is a woodland. "It’s almost as if I were saying these things / To someone––to you––or not even to you"––or to Andrew James Weatherhead as he delves into I Heart Your Fate, McCann’s latest from Wave Books. Let them show you this: these mineral veins of vivid word.