Archive for October, 2009
Wednesday, October 21st, 2009
“Memories of my Jewish Aunt” by Nancy J. Thompson
Nancy J. Thompson MEMORIES OF MY JEWISH AUNT She was European. I understand that now, but as a kid, oy, what did I know about accents? In her whispery voice she talked funny, that was all, and had a mole, and silvery gray hair that once was black, blacker than thick smoke. She was beautiful [...]
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Tuesday, October 20th, 2009
CANTICLE OF IDOLS by Raina León
Review by Raina Lauren Fields CANTICLE OF IDOLS by Raina León CustomWords P.O. Box 541106 Cincinnati, OH 45254-1106 ISBN 978-1934999332 2008, 100 pp., $18.00 www.custom-words.com I just want to be my own prayer of thanks to you. –from “Oracion del cuerpo” Lines like this in Raina León’s first poetry collection, Canticle of Idols, are the [...]
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Monday, October 19th, 2009
“A Poem for Uncertainties” by Mark Terrill
Mark Terrill A POEM FOR UNCERTAINTIES I gave the waitress in the café a fifty & she gave me my change got sidetracked & left the fifty on the counter all alone with me & my conscience & I had to dig so deep down into my frail moral fiber that it hurt & I [...]
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Sunday, October 18th, 2009
“How Love Came to Us” by Eric Evans
Eric Evans HOW LOVE CAME TO US Gradually, and working its way slowly, through all things, beginning even long before we knew each other. Through emptiness, through aimlessness, the spirit’s daily wandering in the desert of the familiar, fed by nights of exhaustion and driven by occasional despair, by grief, loss compounded upon loss. Through [...]
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Saturday, October 17th, 2009
“Plea Bargain, June 29″ by Mark C. Bruce
Mark C. Bruce PLEA BARGAIN, JUNE 29 I’m waking from the early afternoon, I watch the trees outside nod with the wind. I need to go and plead a client soon. The café radio casts out a tune, a lover’s plea: Forgive him, he has sinned. I’m waking from the early afternoon to reappear and [...]
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Friday, October 16th, 2009
“In Your Absence” by Dorothy Mahoney
Dorothy Mahoney IN YOUR ABSENCE my yearning ripened like the last apple russet and out of reach but for the sun touching it briefly the ash lost its leaves first and in your absence autumn touched my heart and I feared a winter without you so many leaves underfoot that the grass yellowed two squirrels [...]
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Thursday, October 15th, 2009
VOICE CARRIED MY FAMILY by Robert Sullivan
Review by Craig Santos Perez VOICE CARRIED MY FAMILY by Robert Sullivan Auckland University Press University of Auckland Private Bag 92019 Auckland, New Zealand ISBN 1 86940 337 1 2005, 64 pp., $14.95 http://web.auckland.ac.nz/uoa/aup Voice Carried My Family, Robert Sullivan’s 5th book of poetry, navigates the difficult currents of narrativity, while exploring the personal and [...]
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Wednesday, October 14th, 2009
“Picnic” by A.C. Speyer
A.C. Speyer PICNIC The potato salad warms to curds, and my aunt declares the day hotter than hottest skin, pauses under her full flowering magnolia to remove blouse, brassiere, pants, and panties, so that breasts parley cool-down with pudendum. The kids stare, wondering if they all look like that. She turns among platters of butter-slick [...]
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Tuesday, October 13th, 2009
“Practice” by Andrew Bode-Lang
Andrew Bode-Lang PRACTICE He photographed the corner of his room. He did it over and over, the camera standing on its tripod, a waiting eye he opened when the corner asked him to—the corner where wall met ceiling met wall. The walls held up the ceiling; the ceiling suspended the walls. He was practicing for [...]
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Monday, October 12th, 2009
“C6 Corvette” by Sarah Ferris-DiMonda
Sarah Ferris-DiMonda C6 CORVETTE You have to see the new ‘vette— it’s low and long, like the prow of a boat. Sitting in it is like being in a deep mouth with the roof off it’s soft, sensuous, and when women slide into the seat it holds their asses like a demanding lover and the [...]
