Archive for June, 2010

Sunday, June 20th, 2010

WASPS IN A GOLDEN DREAM HUM A STRANGE MUSIC by Asher Ghaffar

Review by Craig Santos Perez WASPS IN A GOLDEN DREAM HUM A STRANGE MUSIC by Asher Ghaffar ECW Press 2120 Queen Street East Suite 200 Toronto, Ontario M4E 1E2 ISBN 1-55022-854-4 2008, 121 pp., $16.95 www.ecwpress.com Asher Ghaffar’s first book, Wasps in a Golden Dream Hum a Strange Music is divided into five parts: “Induction,” [...]

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Saturday, June 19th, 2010

“A Knack for Losing Things” by Paul Dickey

Paul Dickey A KNACK FOR LOSING THINGS The art of losing isn’t hard to master.                —Elizabeth Bishop, “One Art” What has been lost along my careless way will not come back to me another day, and let’s be frank, it often will not do to keep a useful thing its use past due. Whether a [...]

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Friday, June 18th, 2010

“To the Young Man…” by Lynne Knight

Lynne Knight TO THE YOUNG MAN WHO CRIED OUT “WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?” WHEN I BACKED INTO HIS CAR I was thinking No. No, oh no. Not one more thing. I was thinking my mother, who sat rigid in the passenger seat crying, How terrible! as if we had hit a child not your front [...]

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Thursday, June 17th, 2010

“Whooping Rendezvous” by T.S. Davis

T. S. Davis WHOOPING RENDEZVOUS Outside our bedroom window, we both heard a whooping noise from somewhere in the dark, and though an eerie call, it was a bird— I’m sure of this—its cry forlorn and stark. I looked outside across the midnight lawn. Though nothing moved, yet I could feel it knew that someone [...]

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Wednesday, June 16th, 2010

“Nuts” by Christine Dresch

Christine Dresch NUTS The last few months, my grandfather answered only to the name General Anthony Clement McAuliffe, 101st Airborne Division commander during the Battle of the Bulge. Nazis were endlessly besieging the nursing home. He haunted the front lobby, ducking the muzzle flash of passing chrome, rallying brigades to repel visiting doctors, telling the [...]

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Tuesday, June 15th, 2010

THE HUNT IN THE FOREST by John Burnside

Review by Lex Runciman THE HUNT IN THE FOREST by John Burnside Cape Poetry Jonathan Cape, Random House 20 Vauxhall Bridge Road London SW1V 2SA ISBN 9780224089272 2009, 52 pp., £10.00 www.rbooks.co.uk John Burnside’s The Hunt in the Forest concerns itself thematically with death or how close we can come to it.  That is the gist [...]

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Monday, June 14th, 2010

“Gabriella” by Peter Coghill

Peter Coghill GABRIELLA My little niece rakes leaves, then runs full tilt into the pile, busting them up all over— with joy and guilt, and joy sprung from that guilt, she kicks and clouts about until they cover the grass again. A two-year-old Godzilla on the front lawn, reveling in a power so new and [...]

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Sunday, June 13th, 2010

“Two Haiku” by Claire W. Donzelli

Claire W. Donzelli TWO HAIKU Birdhouse Round worn wooden frame Spirals up to a cone roof. Dark vacant window. Gas Leak Gas leak in the air Water chilled as a river Grace is unaware –from Rattle #32, Winter 2009

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Saturday, June 12th, 2010

“The Circus of Inconsolable Loss” by Wendy Taylor Carlisle

Wendy Taylor Carlisle THE CIRCUS OF INCONSOLABLE LOSS There is only one ring for those sweating horses with the preternaturally flat backs and the fat smooth rumps from which ladies                                                                       in stained tights vault onto the sawdust                                                                                                               or another horse. Only one ring for the hung-over clowns and their Volkswagen, a car so old it [...]

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Friday, June 11th, 2010

“This Small Thing” by Erik Campbell

Erik Campbell THIS SMALL THING           for my father (1942-2007) I. This Small Thing It was strange to me that the nurses could shave him but weren’t allowed to trim his nails. He was so thin by this time he resembled his always thinner twin brother, who, fighting the future, never visited. Everything about him was [...]

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