A poem on living with the change of vitiligo.
A poem by Kyle Richtig on gender and image.
New poem by Kyle Richtig, The Soul Of The Harvest explores the concept of how the harvest gave us the world we live in today.
Never become a household name
for if you do
you will lose yourself
I’m balancing on a wire suspended between two bridges. Far below, the canopy of ocean with its welcoming embrace waits, choked with plastic and wasted expectations.
Empathetic Viscera is a snapshot of the modern Canadian experience. Richtig sees this period of Canadian history as the search for ourselves. The modern Canada is in the process of incorporating traditions and peoples from around the world (DNA Speaks, Sameness Is A Myth), understanding and appreciating our environment (Boreal Forest, The St. Mary’s), and the disconnection from colonial Eurocentric ideology (The Search For God, The Chordates, Chemical Taste).
It’s true the steady rhythm of the beating drum counting heartbeats and voices in the night. That song of Utopia slips away in the fog a vision fleeted obscured by individualism.
New year spins again. Forgotten webs of promises dust the corners and the high places making old a vision of once all the promise replaced by silence in a lonely tomb.
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