Snapshot of December poems part II

I already wrote what poems were getting attention this month, but the last part of this month has surprised me considerably with the below poems getting a good deal of attention.

The coma-waking Blake of Saturday’s constitution

skylight lost, drawn into consequence

inviolate gage (100 million fish for Iudas)

That Knightly Falcon Ghost Ship Stalking a Streetlamp

clocks that never resurrected

From El Salvador to parlay French lyricists

And also non-December poems

There is no codeography among strangers

Trust in pisé recalcitrant bedourie

Of course, one thing that has not changed is these two continue to take off.

If such a post-world exists

measured correspondence from a balustrade made of baubles