Ishion Hutchinson

Multiple Authors
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October 2, 2013

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This month we are featuring eight new poems by four The Common contributors:

Ishion Hutchinson:

            --The Two Boundaries of Night

            --Leaf Bed

 

August 5, 2014

Ishion Hutchinson reads his poem "Pierre", from Issue 03.  Download the audio here.

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It was a boy named Pierre Powell
that was in charge of the atlas

in the cabinet. He also ended days
by shaking the iron bell from principal

William's window, a work we grudged
him for very little; what cut our cores

Photo by Ishion Hutchinson

November 20, 2012

My place of fret is not a narrow room, but a room that is short and sort of wide. Poor in natural light, a perpetual bulb’s yellowish wash makes it feel like a cellar, homogeneous, belonging to neither night nor day. This is not a bad thing; the illusion that time is at a standstill helps, but the romance stops there. My desk – solid, coffee black – is directly in front of the only window. Outside of the window is a big green yard with three apple trees at the far end. The daily delight is the family of deer that come at evening to graze. If inside the room time is at a standstill, as I fantasize it to be, the sight of deer outside cast time to a pre-strife world, a Hesiodic world, a world of harmony enacted in the fluid stride of the deer across the yard. The desk, littered with books and notebooks, is my place of second thoughts where I come to arrange and labour through whatever has gestated. A good desk is as important as a good bed. 

January 10, 2017

Ishion Hutchinson was born in Port Antonio, Jamaica.

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