Archive for July, 2008
Thursday, July 31st, 2008
“Fable Telling How Night…” by Marty McConnell
Marty McConnell FABLE TELLING HOW NIGHT INVENTED HERSELF OUT OF SOUND nights I was afraid of the moon or spiders or the janitor who was always whistling I’d cross the long hall like a river, like Jordan in the song, toward the bed where my parents slept. I’d stand by my mother’s head for seconds [...]
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Wednesday, July 30th, 2008
“Sycamore Canyon” by Teddy Macker
Teddy Macker SYCAMORE CANYON for Vaughn Montgomery The dead doe on the Pacific Coast Highway was lying on her left side. She was almost the same color as the dirt around her. Whenever a car passed—it was Sunday and people were driving the coast— the fur on her neck would [...]
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Tuesday, July 29th, 2008
“Love Song with Plum” by Diane Lockward
Diane Lockward LOVE SONG WITH PLUM I take what he offers, a plum, round and plump, deeper than amethyst purple. I lift the fruit from his palm. Like Little Jack Horner, I want it in a pie, my thumb stuck in to pluck out that plum. I wanted it baked in a pudding, served post-prandial, [...]
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Monday, July 28th, 2008
“Spin” by Alison Townsend
Alison Townsend SPIN I don’t remember if the bottle was a Coke or a Fresca, just that the glass was cool against our hands in the warm, empty tool shed. Where we’d gathered after swimming all afternoon at Debbie Worthman’s eighth grade pool party, everyone’s skin damp and blue in the shadows, the boys’ chests [...]
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Sunday, July 27th, 2008
IF NO MOON by Moira Linehan
Review by Marcus Smith IF NO MOON by Moira Linehan Southern Illinois University Press Crab Orchard Series 1915 University Press Drive SIUC Mail Code 6806 Carbondale, IL 62902-6806 ISBN: 0-8093-2761-9 2007, 80pp., paper, $14.95 www.siu.edu/~siupress Moira Linehan begins her debut collection, If No Moon, with a telling passage from Seamus Heaney’s “To a Dutch Potter [...]
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Saturday, July 26th, 2008
“Being Jewish in a Small Town” by Lyn Lifshin
Lyn Lifshin BEING JEWISH IN A SMALL TOWN someone writes kike on the blackboard and the “k’s” pull thru the chalk, stick in my plump, pale thighs. Even after the high school burns down the word is written in the ashes. My under pants’ elastic snaps on Main St because I can’t go to Pilgrim [...]
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Friday, July 25th, 2008
“The Gravedigger Thinks Of” by T.S. Davis
T.S. Davis, RN THE GRAVEDIGGER THINKS OF The gravedigger sits on the backhoe smoking a cigarette. It’s quiet beneath the trees that partially hide him from the scrum of mourners beset by grief, regret, their weeping faces wan and pinched and grim. The gravedigger waits until the last one leaves, then yells to signal his [...]
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Thursday, July 24th, 2008
Essay: “A Kind of Gift” by T.S. Davis
T. S. Davis, RN A KIND OF GIFT …I resign’d myself To sit by the wounded and sooth them, or silently watch the dead… I dress the perforated shoulder, the foot with the bullet wound, Cleanse the one with a gnawing and putrid gangrene, so sickening, so offensive, While the attendant stands behind aside me [...]
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Wednesday, July 23rd, 2008
“Prayer” by Keetje Kuipers
Keetje Kuipers PRAYER Perhaps as a child you had the chicken pox and your mother, to soothe you in your fever or to help you fall asleep, came into your room and read to you from some favorite book, Charlotte’s Web or Little House on the Prairie, a long story that she quietly took you [...]
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Tuesday, July 22nd, 2008
“A Poem for Valentine’s Day” by Aseem Kaul
Aseem Kaul A POEM FOR VALENTINE’S DAY I swore I wouldn’t write a poem today. Instead, I decided, I would do my taxes. So here I am, receipts scattered across the floor like forgotten letters, stacks of dates that refuse to add up, and a heart that keeps trying to calculate just what the last [...]
