Archive for July, 2009
Friday, July 31st, 2009
“Please Hold” by Jonathan Wells
Jonathan Wells PLEASE HOLD I am a telephone ringing in mid air, a chair pushed back from the dining room table after a long conversation. Speak to me again. Say my name. The rice, cold not close, still marries the bride and groom. The holster fires like a gun. The reins of the cottonwood trees [...]
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Thursday, July 30th, 2009
EASY MARKS by Gail White
Review by Mary Meriam EASY MARKS by Gail White David Robert Books PO Box 541106 Cincinnati, OH 45254-1106 ISBN 978-1934999066 2008, 80 pp., $17.00 www.davidrobertbooks.com Encountering a poet and her book of poems for the first time, I find myself fascinated by the slow emergence of the book’s persona. In a book of formalist poems, [...]
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Wednesday, July 29th, 2009
“Guided Tour” by Ed Galing
Ed Galing GUIDED TOUR germany looks real good now, the hills are quiet the rivers flow smooth there is an air of peace as our travel bus and the travel guide tells us all about bavaria, in his german clipped english, we all look out the side windows, absorb this land of kings, and wars, [...]
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Tuesday, July 28th, 2009
“Muscled Loins and Haunches” by Bil Lepp
Bil Lepp MUSCLED LOINS AND HAUNCHES Charolais was four when she figured out that she was named for a breed of cattle— in a town where everybody knew everybody’s business and everybody knew everything about cows. When she was seven the older boys at school told her that Charolais are a breed of cow known [...]
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Monday, July 27th, 2009
“The Calendar” by Amie Whittemore
Amie Whittemore THE CALENDAR When my grandmother died she stopped making sense. She refuses to remember she’s dead. She crashes family gatherings, pesters the tenants in her old house. It’s hardest in April when her birthday snags her like a loose seam— the special day cake, the tally of cards in the mail. I told [...]
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Sunday, July 26th, 2009
“The Only Thing” by Alan Fox
Alan Fox THE ONLY THING “The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.” —Franklin Delano Roosevelt, First Inaugural Address, March 4, 1933 Place a wooden board one foot wide by twelve feet long, lay it on the ground and I will briskly walk from one end to the other. Place [...]
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Saturday, July 25th, 2009
CRAZY LOVE by Pamela Uschuk
Review by Willie James King CRAZY LOVE by Pamela Uschuk Wings Press 627 E Guenther San Antonio, TX 78210-1134 ISBN 978- 0- 916727- 58- 1 2009, 102 pp., $16.00 www.wingspress.com When the head and heart are one, nothing is impossible. Pamela Uschuk’s fifth full-length volume of poems does more than allude. Crazy Love skillfully shores [...]
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Friday, July 24th, 2009
“Wild Bill Hacker” by Mikhail Horowitz
Mikhail Horowitz WILD BILL HACKER A Cyberwestern Ballad Back when the Info Highway was still a dusty trail Before the cyberstage come through to speed a man’s e-mail When renegades like Sitting Mouse would skin the hides off hackers There was a fella ruled the roost of databank bushwhackers For Wild Bill the big big [...]
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Thursday, July 23rd, 2009
“Dream/Time” by Deborah Tobola
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Deborah Tobola DREAM/TIME In the dream, I’m showing someone the grave where my father is buried. There, under the willow tree. I turn to look at the person I’m talking to. It is my father. Which father is my father? The live one standing next to me or [...]
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Wednesday, July 22nd, 2009
“Poem of Four Explanations to Poems at Poetry Readings” by Gary Dop
Gary Dop POEM OF FOUR EXPLANATIONS TO POEMS AT POETRY READINGS I by one of those ladies with the red hats and purple shirts I just wanna say about this piece you need to know that I own 30 cats and that the river near my house is called Clementine and so is my Siamese, [...]
