Editorial: MK Chavez, Full Of Crow Poetry Editor
July is the magma of summer, the blistering memoria technica for human yearning. The poems contained in Full of Crow’s July poetry issue of 2010 are everything that summer can be; salty, honeyed, bitter, sweet, succulent or phlegmatic.
The summer when I turned fourteen I kissed a boy named Damien. He was the first boy that I wanted to kiss, and I wanted to kiss him because his name was Damien. There was something so special about kissing a boy whose namesake was that of the “beast”(circa, The Omen.) I still remember it, the kiss, not as it was, but as the perfect memento mori, the best kind of artifice, second only poetry.
From KJ Hays’ poem “hilt trip”:
“We were planning on wronging each other up”
eight words that capture the mercurial nature of perception. Eventually it doesn’t matter what we start out wanting and what we eventually receive; we are marked by each mutable moment, especially those that occur in dog days, so hot and full of expectation. Each of July’s 13 poets capture the familiar thrill of what it means to be alive, and how we will carry some version of reminiscence as if it was burned into our flesh.
Read on and enjoy the heat.
MK Chavez
