By Matthew Dischner


An off-chord ceramic strike
signals a renaissance:
a mistake made music,
a staccato affogato dim7
slap across the cerebellum,

a reminder of writing poetry
on a bench on Morningside Ave
in the winter
and the sound
the birds made in the snow.


A disciple of the experimental humanities, Matthew Dischner’s writings mix his passion for poetry and obsession with the natural world. A graduate of NYU’s recently transformed Draper Program, Matthew currently works for the Smithsonian’s Freer/Sackler Galleries. He can often be found obsessing over Central Asian archaeology or pontificating on the Virginia wine industry. You can read his other works at and