Archive for October, 2008
Friday, October 31st, 2008
“To Levitate…” by Cathryn Essinger
Cathryn Essinger TO LEVITATE… My mother swears she saw my baby brother rise from his cot one stormy night when [...]
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Thursday, October 30th, 2008
DARK CARD by Rebecca Foust
Review by Lo Galluccio DARK CARD By Rebecca Foust Texas Review Press English Department Sam Houston State University Huntsville, TX, 77341-2146 ISBN# 13: 978-1-933896-14-4 2008, 36 pp., $8.95 www.tamu.edu/upress/ In Rebecca Foust’s first full-length poetry book, Dark Card, she creates a prism of experience, imagery and episode through which to describe and honor her relationship [...]
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Wednesday, October 29th, 2008
“Advice to a Writer Imagining Conception and Birth” by Colette Inez
Colette Inez ADVICE TO A WRITER IMAGINING CONCEPTION AND BIRTH Look for a tree stump in the woods. Compare it to love, examine the particulars, how your mother mounted your father on Labor Day in a bungalow, Liberty, New York. Describe a snowfall before your parents met. Take your time. Leave out myth and literature. [...]
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Tuesday, October 28th, 2008
“An Act of Procreation” by Frank Hughes
Frank Hughes AN ACT OF PROCREATION what beatings we have taken— gave what we have endures: poverty, hunger, sickness, spinal taps, seizures, stripped of privacy, independence, dignity my rage your vengeance our dissembling the gods against us the void’s wide swallow beneath us the weight we lost to it the nerves, stomach, and teeth we [...]
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Monday, October 27th, 2008
“Halfway Down the Block, Your Father” by Lola Haskins
Lola Haskins HALFWAY DOWN THE BLOCK, YOUR FATHER Stops. It’s just congestion, he says. I have congestion, not naming it— his lungs as gauzy as a party dress— explaining instead how the medic at the VA had told him his heart was as strong as any fullback’s. We wait while he musters the air for [...]
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Sunday, October 26th, 2008
“Silk Woman” by Alan Fox
Alan Fox SILK WOMAN The silk which she loves flows against her skin, the white silk spun from a cocoon of words, spun and shimmering in her dark eyes against dark skin which tells her who she is and who she is not, am I the moth inside her mouth where words form, silk cocoon [...]
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Saturday, October 25th, 2008
THEORIES OF FALLING by Sandra Beasley
Review by Jeremy Voigt THEORIES OF FALLING By Sandra Beasley New Issues Press The College of Arts and Sciences Western Michigan University Kalamazoo, MI 49008 ISBN:-10:1-930974-74-4 64 pp., $14.00 http://www.wmich.edu/newissues/ Theories of Falling is a book about the body and the spirit. The wordplay in the title sets up poems that are concerned with both [...]
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Friday, October 24th, 2008
“Tossing Hair” by Paul F. Cummins
Paul F. Cummins TOSSING HAIR She tosses back long black hair A conductor-like sweep of the hand Prefacing careful considerations with this Gesture unconsciously graceful as waves Of the tall Kansas grass Wafting in the summer winds; Stirring and rearranging the gravity In our conference rooms and seminars, Her gesture almost cloying in its cadences [...]
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Thursday, October 23rd, 2008
“Dinner” by Pablo Garcia Casado
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Pablo Garcia Casado —translated from the Spanish by Chris Michalski, performed by The CS Field Trio DINNER They stuff their mouths with food when they talk about the house. When they talk about money and what it takes to earn it. She walks through the rooms like a [...]
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Wednesday, October 22nd, 2008
“Sterile” by Ash Bowen
Ash Bowen STERILE Your sister can’t stop hurting when she sees children laughing. They coil in her dreams, knees raised to their stomachs, feet stamping their rhythms. She’s reminded of high school, how she pulled up her dress in loneliness and a man laughed at her. But never mind that. Her husband has his gun [...]
