Archive for May, 2009

Sunday, May 31st, 2009

“The Beginning of a Long Night” by Gabrielle Mittelbach

Gabrielle Mittelbach THE BEGINNING OF A LONG NIGHT Someday I will miss this, I know. I will miss the dog hairs on my bed and the bed clothes rumpled into a tent when I get home from work at six o’clock. I’ll miss the yellow crayon scribbled on the TV screen that’s been there since [...]

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Saturday, May 30th, 2009

IT WAS A TERRIBLE CLOUD AT TWILIGHT by Alessandra Lynch

Review by Kristina Marie Darling IT WAS A TERRIBLE CLOUD AT TWILIGHT by Alessandra Lynch LSU Press Building 3005 8000 GSRI Road Baton Rouge, LA 70820 ISBN 978-0-8071-3346-0 2008, 73pp., $16.95 www.lsu.edu/lsupress In her second book of poems, It was a terrible cloud at twilight, Alessandra Lynch offers readers a complex understanding of childhood, in [...]

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Friday, May 29th, 2009

“Corporal Russell” by Michael Miller

Michael Miller CORPORAL RUSSELL There are no mirrors in his room. Five surgeries have begun To restore his shrapnelled face, This map of grafted skin. Once this face was handsome, Was kissed by women, looked upon. On Sunday you will find him here. Let him say you are his friend. He will close the blinds, [...]

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Thursday, May 28th, 2009

“Rhode Island” by Amy Miller

Amy Miller RHODE ISLAND                 for my mother That summer in Misquamicut, when boys as ripe as roadside corn shot pool in darkened eighteen-over bars, I found the joy they buried deep in denim straight-front pockets— pipe screens, joints, and all the damp and salty wounded want my [...]

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Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

“In the Gynecologist’s Waiting Room” by Joy Maulitz

Joy Maulitz IN THE GYNECOLOGIST’S WAITING ROOM Good Housekeeping? No. Parenting? Not me. Women’s Sexual Health?                                                 Now we’re talking. Flipping through, arrested by a close-up of an old woman, way up [...]

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Tuesday, May 26th, 2009

“At the Spring” by David T. Manning

David T. Manning AT THE SPRING Before she could drink from the garden hose a cardinal landed on her wrist and plunged its beak into the clear bubbling. She froze in scarlet presence but managed to gentle the nozzle’s flow. Never so close to a wild thing, she was soaked but held rock-still as the [...]

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Monday, May 25th, 2009

ELEGY by Larry Levis

Review by Rick Marlatt ELEGY by Larry Levis University of Pittsburgh Press Eureka Building, Fifth Floor 3400 Forbes Avenue Pittsburgh, PA 15260 IBSN 9780822956488 1997, 96 pp., $14.00 www.upress.pitt.edu Larry Levis’ postmortem collection demonstrates a scope of excellence which far exceeds that of many of his contemporaries. Edited and preceded with an illuminating foreword by [...]

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Sunday, May 24th, 2009

“Escapees from the Zoo” by Joanne Lowery

Joanne Lowery ESCAPEES FROM THE ZOO How did they climb over the natural barricades of woven branches, thorned with rebuke? The emu’s legs were not long enough. Not even the giraffe could step over and out. He was yellow and brown, like most of us, though recently a white one was caught on film. Is [...]

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Saturday, May 23rd, 2009

“Hot Night Too Loud for Words” by Joanne Lowery

Joanne Lowery HOT NIGHT TOO LOUD FOR WORDS If after a July dinner party the noise outside the back door drowns out your thank-you’s and good-bye’s and your host doesn’t know what kind of bugs fill the darkness with their rhythmic clacking, fear not: though you know they are not crickets hiding in the grass [...]

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Friday, May 22nd, 2009

“End Game” by Gary Lemons

Gary Lemons END GAME 1 In the beginning the earth was alone. It had no language. Did not speak. Nothing Disturbed the blue work of its dreaming. It dreamed blood. Not just water. Not just a salt filled basin of rain. Something Momentary. Unable to feel anything But the desperate ripple of its own stone. [...]

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