Wednesday, November 5, 2025

Foster Gareau : Two poems

 

 

Dental Care 

Across the bottom of the front top teeth, feel
for uneven levels and chipped corners from opening beer
bottles. Run a pinkie over the sharpest edge,
daring the enamel to foul fingerprints. Bleach 
them later back to fish-belly white. Spend a stack
of hours in the library, slipping past shelves with books
numerous and similar as grains of rice. One title rings a bell,
another rings a symphony. See tomes, ripped from the
archives and dusted with dust. Faces, spines,
bones of the spine. Always needing more
and more. Outside, consider the lungs of trees
while pausing on an exhale. Not yet having caught 
sufficient breath makes speech impossible. Words are only wing-ed
when they issue from the speaker. Buy a new heart
out of a vending machine as a low-bawling locomotive
whistle pierces a hole in the day. Mistake the train exhaust for mother’s
grey Sunday housecoat. Child-eater that she is. Act calm as cookies 
and milk but with a generous and potent sense 
of imminent peril. Carry a dirty tote-bag against the chest
like a heart defibrillator. Too young to know
what hasn’t yet been experienced. In the sun, walloped by
radiation, nuking the molecules of dermal
layers. Horny but not eager to do anything about it.
Astral project to the seashore to ward away
the grey-soul day. The savoury ocean’s salted broth laps
at an upper lip. Consider the fish. Differing mouths
gaping for similar yawns, filling with pause. Filling 
with teeth, nicked, splintered and pointed.
 

 

 

Symphony for the Self-Centered

backasswards sounds about me always
what does your playstyle say about you
maybe that you rode here on a bicycle
made of vintage trombone parts
you remind me of buttered bread with the whipped butter
melted in
mmm
hush you say
listen to the song
to a tune that feels like longing
in a key that pierces vision
the music plays from across the club
but the lyrics don’t come
and the bass is under our seats
it hurts to hear something so lovely
without knowing if you can keep it
I knew you were a badass you say
you sat in the back of every music class
and never said anything
I like guys like you
you make your own rules
you know your Self
it’s a little rough but that’s part of it
yeah I say
I reflect on my own musical ineptitude
I’m unable to play any instrument
but somehow still produce music fit for the stage
daunted
and considering that my talent might be thin
almost invisible
I play on
still hoping that my genius will be discovered
it’s the saddest thing ever
because my world is dominated by self-obsession I have little to say
to others
and what I do say
rings hollow
above all I’m absent
so leave me alone
thinking my little selfish thoughts and kicking myself
in the shins for even bothering
to come to band practice.

 

 

 

 

Foster Gareau is a queer French-Canadian poet, sentimentalist, former member of the unhoused and alcoholic in recovery with a degree in Cinema Studies. In 2025 his work has appeared or is forthcoming in PRISM international, Frozen Sea, carte blanche, Yolk Literary, & Change, Soliloquies Anthology and others, and he was shortlisted for the 2025 Vallum Chapbook Award.

Laura Kerr : The Enduring Idea, Part 2: A Living Poem

 

 

 

 



Laura Kerr is an award-winning Canadian visual artist and poet. In 2012, she was honoured with the Queen Elizabeth II Diamond Jubilee Medal for her contributions to the arts and her long-standing commitment to art education.

She recently sold her art school to devote herself fully to her writing and art practice. Laura currently serves as Vice-President on the executive board of Plug In ICA, a leading contemporary art centre located on Treaty 1 territory in Manitoba, Canada.

For over 30 years, she co-owned and taught at Paradise Art School, specializing in classical and contemporary art education. Throughout her career, she has explored the intersections of traditional mediums and digital technology, increasingly blending painting, drawing, and photography with generative processes.

Her current focus is visual poetry—experimental, image-based works that merge poetic ambiguity with technological play. By using digital tools in process-driven ways, she ensures the artist’s hand remains central—even in collaboration with machines.

She is also developing a body of experimental poetry criticism, written in collaboration with AI trained on her own work. These pieces challenge conventional interpretation and embrace uncertainty, forming a self-reflective loop between maker, machine, and meaning.

Katherine Parrish : Conversations with P.D. Edgar, part two

I became aware of  P.D. Edgar’s online literary magazine, re•mediate, after attending the ELOonline (Un)Linked virtual conference last July. I was immediately struck by re•mediate’s thoughtfulness. Feeling a pedagogical kinship in his project, I got in touch with P.D. and we began a delightful, generative correspondence. I also had been wanting to respond to Mark Goldstein’s essay about AI generated poetry, published here in 2023, for some time. But though I was eager to challenge many of the arguments and assumptions in his piece, I was reluctant to take an adversarial position, which tends to have the effect of both camps becoming more entrenched. Instead, I asked P.D. if he’d be willing to formalize and publish our conversation on Periodicities,  He enthusiastically agreed.

The first half of our conversation focuses on P.D.’s use of AI in his own poetry, including a discussion of his  poem, “I make a patchwork of my childhood,” which was published in
Issue 3 of the AI Literary Review.

In the second half, we talk about re•mediate, and his role as editor/curator. We also address the fraught challenge of environmentally responsible use of AI models like ChatGPT.

 

 

Katherine Parrish: Tell me about your web magazine, re•mediate. Why did you start it?

P.D. Edgar: In the past several years, many waves of new(ish) writing practices have come and stayed online. There were some social-media based forms like Twitterature and Instapoetry, and all of the webnovels and fanfictions and digital folklore on text-based sites, and then when I was in graduate school we got whiffs of Web3: first, the blockchain and
NFT art,and then the public-facing chat-based large language model ChatGPT, which was specifically being marketed as a writing tool. I became immediately interested in what sort of things could or couldn't be done with it at the time, and I presented at the Digitorium conference, hosted by the Alabama Digital Humanities Center, on how some poetry forms came almost naturally to ChatGPT even in the early days (some didn't).

But each time those things came out, I watched some folks condemn that exploration, and some folks build community around it. NFT poetry got the VerseVerse, there was a short-lived attempt to do poetry in the Metaverse [the Facebook parent company’s virtual-reality space], and fanfic and Instapoetry are still going strong. I wondered what it might be like to bring a literary sensibility to the AI tools, and with my background with Black Warrior Review  (art and design), Kenyon Review  (digital archive associate), and my college newspaper (I was news, opinions, copy, and editor-in-chief at different stages), I wanted to be an early (but critical!) adopter and editor of computer-assisted work writ large—I wanted to put "AI" in conversation with all of the other ways our experiences of life and of writing are mediated by our computers.

Up until that point, no one I knew was doing that, but little did I know AI Literary Review and Ensemble Park were shaping up at the exact same time, which proves to me that there was an obvious need to ask, "With these tools, what is responsibly possible?" I was just starting my PhD program, and doing a summer fellowship planning the online ELO 2024, and it seemed like I'd have the advising/institutional support to do this in the Texts & Technology program at the University of Central Florida, compared to my previous (great, but more traditional) institutions. 

KP: How do you feel it’s going? And what are your hopes for its future?

PD: Honestly, I feel kind of honored and shocked every submission period with the variety and volume of work we get in the queue. It's not 6,000 poems a period, like it can be at an historic magazine, which is a good thing. I don't know what I would do if it were! But luckily re•mediate's mission and vision are specific enough that it's really easy to turn down good work that could definitely find a home at another magazine.

Being plugged in with the Electronic Literature Organization from the beginning has been a huge part of there being a community interested in the work, and interested in being a part of the magazine—Monica Storss and I met over a Second Tuesday Salon Zoom, and I was delighted to bring her on to edit re•mediate issue 3 [Next Realities].  I had done a little of my own virtual-reality poetry at one point, but I didn't have the breadth of vision Monica has for extended-reality storytelling, and it's been wonderful to share the reins with her, and a really lovely collaboration. It makes me excited for the future of the magazine, because as long as folks submit work that applies to re•mediate's intentions as a publication, I'll be happy to put together seven or eight pieces every four months for our readers, and for future researchers who might wonder what the heck was going on with literature and AI in 2025.

As a digital humanist, I have to hold this project as open-handedly as possible. I was telling another collaborator over the phone today that if this were to go away tomorrow, I would be happy to sunset the project (as long as it's archived well). I've been taking a directed reading course on literary-periodical/little-magazine history this summer, and it's been really refreshing to know that the poverty of the magazine, its ephemerality, the kind of stubborn willingness of little-mag editors to take risks, are all baked into the definition of the term—that in some ways it's the journals and magazines we think of as literary institutions that are the anomalies. 

KP: Tell me about the process notes you require for each submission.

PD:  That’s something that AI Literary Review, as well as re•mediate and another magazine, Ensemble Park, all require. I think it comes out of
Taper’s requirement of making the code open-source: the process of becoming a poet and developing your taste is kind of each person’s to undergo, but the process of coding or leveraging computational tools is a barrier-to-entry that we like to leave unlocked for anyone to play with.

I require process notes partially for that archival process (knowing how these pieces came into being) and partially because of that mission to inform/educate folks on the methods and ethics of working with "AI"—and to demystify that nebulous, loaded term. Most of my contributors are homebrewing a large language model, doing found-language work, or writing around the topic of life online, not just "prompting chatGPT to write them a x about y." However, the most interesting instances of that so far was the screenplay by Daniel Sherman in issue 3, which incorporates it almost as a character, and Dan Power's satire made by prompting a legal chatbot to summarize purchasing the moon.

Neither of those are copy-pastes of AI, and I haven't got much of that in the queue, either. If I did, I'd look at the process note to get a sense for the vision of the submitter. Because, in the interest of critique, sometimes it is interesting to let AI speak for itself. From Black Warrior Review, I inherited a sensibility that says in most cases, the writer's work is complete when they submit, so I don't overhaul stories or poems before they go out unless there's a word-count issue on a piece I really value (we take prose under 4,000 words). Ensemble Park goes into a lot more detail and has a more rigorous process-note editing process, which I really value as well.

I talked to Dan Power of AI Literary Review about this in preparation for a panel we were on together at ELO 25 in Toronto. A discerning submitter will probably notice the slight differences between the submission guidelines of his magazine, mine, and Ensemble Park, not just the language choices (whether we call these works of “human–computer interaction,” “AI-generated,” or “computer-assisted”) but also about the degrees of authorship in a piece. The other existing schools of thought around authorship, like the automatic writers, Oulipo, found poets, combinatorial writers, centos, renga, and so on, raise this question. I wonder if there’s a matrix or multiple Venn diagrams to be made?

These questions are often at the heart of the little two-axis plots I include in re•mediate in each Editor’s Note. I don’t think there’s going to be a single field on which these questions can be plotted, per se, because the conversations we’re having on AI are multi-dimensional: the above graphs are neutral on the environment, politics, and kind of definitionally loose. Where does “found” poetry land here, for example?

KP:  I love those two-axis plots. It feels like a more useful way to talk about the relationship between the human author and computer/digital tools than a taxonomy. The feminist in me is wary of taxonomies, and the need to name and label. Of course, we need a language to describe these operations in order to have meaningful conversations. I find it instructive. I’ve learned a lot about what goes into publishing a physical text by studying the various stages and participants in the creation and publication of a text that involved computer generation. But I whole-heartedly agree with you that the matrix doesn’t take into account environment, politics, gender, sexuality, class, etc.

PD: I'm so glad for what you said about taxonomies—I think we're right to be wary of them, and I hope that the graphs that I include with each Editor's Note aren't taken by readers to be definitive. For me, they're gestures at the varying dimensions available to us in literary criticism, like the Franklin spectacles in National Treasure. Every time I put out a call for submissions at re•mediate, I make a point of saying that we invite criticism about computer-assisted creative writing.  As of yet few have taken up the charge. I hope that, whether it arrives in my inbox or not, someone will take re•mediate to task for the work that I've published so far, will engage with it creatively or critically. One of my favorite things about collaborating with folks, whether it's with Monica Storss for the guest-edited issue, with you on this interview, with contributors, or with the editors of AI Literary Review and Ensemble Park on the upcoming ELO panel, is seeing this project through others' eyes! 

KP: At ELO, we mused about a way to estimate the emissions of a piece of AI art/writing, based on the process note, and find a way to offset this.

PD: It was a fun thought experiment between me and you and Kyle Booten, of Ensemble Park, the idea of a kind of carbon credit being the submission fee for an issue of re•mediate, or maybe instead of a dollar amount, someone could offset their use by not driving for a week, or bumping their air conditioning down a few degrees, or fasting from meat for a month. For me, that line of thinking is really interesting, and I think the world would benefit from an open-source "emission estimator" for the use of AI similar to the
Microcovid Project. But I also go a step further, to the provocation of how much data about your life you include in that calculation. I live in Florida, in a Duke Energy zone, and while there's a lot of solar here, there's also a huge energy cost to the deforestation of the state, the air conditioning, the amount I have to drive to do anything in Orlando, and the provenance of my food.

If we were to make emissions offsets or climate credits of some kind the submission fee, for some of our submitters, that would make submissions free, right? It seems that way on its face, unless you were to count the meals you ate the day before you wrote the piece (which powered the work by extension), or the amount of time you spent on the computer putting together the submission, and so on. Maybe the initial version of the AI Art Emissions Estimator is just tuned to the production process itself, but as an essay like Wendell Berry's "Why I Am Not Going to Buy a Computer" suggests, personal computers or laptops were in the hotseat environmentally that AI is now 30 years ago—in which case the paper/emissions required to switch to mail submissions and print publishing would be implicated too. I grew up without air conditioning, drinking from the tap, so it's not so hard to keep my apartment comparatively warm and not buy bottled water. But I drink coffee, an imported good, every day. That certainly powers re•mediate, especially in April, July, and November.

Maybe it's because I've been reading e. e. cummings, Carl Sandburg, the book of Jeremiah, and Kierkegaard this summer, but at this moment I think that the humanists who are best equipped to deal with the world we're in and the one to come are the ones who can look clearly at all of the ways our fault-findings self-implicate on labor, ecology, and humanity. As a Floridian, my concern about AI's impact on the environment must reflect back on my state's insistence on air conditioning while we disincentivize home solar installation and sell a third of state land to developers. My desire for environmental justice can't just be "my entire technological life as is, but I abstain from AI"—I have to interrogate how vertically integrated the excess is.

To be honest, I don't use AI much in my day-to-day, and I ideate as much as I can on paper because I want to prompt in as targeted a way as possible and build a coding literacy for myself. I can only bring that magnifying glass to bear on my own existence, though, because I fundamentally believe that my humanity is not grounded in whether a computer can do what I do or not, or in whether this magazine lives long, or whether I have 100 percent certainty that I'm living the absolute most ethically I can in this exact moment. To spend more time in critical remove from my own body, my own life, and my own art, rather than in them, is maybe a more inhuman thing. I want to know by engagement, by reading, by listening, by living, by making—in some ways, "living the questions" has disillusioned me from certain uses of AI quicker than if I fretted over feathers on ethical scales.

 

 

 

 

 

P.D. Edgar (MFA, MA) is a Ph.D. student in Texts & Technology at the University of Central Florida, where he studies poetry culture, social media, and electronic literature. PD grew up between Managua, Nicaragua, and Central Florida. As an experiment and extension of his research, he started re•mediate, a lit mag for computer-assisted creative writing, in 2024. He previously worked as Art & Design Editor of Black Warrior Review and as Digital Archive Associate for Kenyon Review; his creative work is available at Ghost Proposal, EKPhrastic Review, SAND Journal, and AI Literary Review. 

 

Katherine Parrish is a researcher, teacher and apologist for experimental poetry. In the early 2000s, she began experimenting with digital poetry and poetics, presenting her findings at the inaugural E-Poetry festival, at SUNY Buffalo, the New Media Poetries conference 2002, where she was an invited speaker, and in various publications,including Object, The Cybertext Yearbook, and Canadian Notes and Quarterly. She recently presented at the Electronic Literature Organization Conference (York University, July 2025.)  Katherine has taught in the high school English classroom in the Toronto District School Board for the past 25 years.

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