Archive for January, 2011
Tuesday, January 11th, 2011
“We Are the Weather Tourists” by Tom Myers
Tom Myers WE ARE THE WEATHER TOURISTS We keep old cars in the yard without wheels or windows like empty turtle shells in a row. We fill an old rowboat with grain every morning around eleven and let the cows have at it. We say we’re good with plants, but we’re not, and in the [...]
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Monday, January 10th, 2011
Susan L. Helwig WHAT NEED OR DUTY What need or duty makes me leave our warm bed with you put on cold 4 a.m. clothes heat coffee, fill the flask don more clothes boots, mitts, muffler, toque scarcely feel a farewell embrace stand and watch, shovel ready as you smash down the lane catching in [...]
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Monday, January 10th, 2011
MAKING POEMS: FORTY POEMS WITH COMMENTARY BY THE POETS by Eds. Todd Davis and Erin Murphy
Review by Karen Weyant MAKING POEMS: FORTY POEMS WITH COMMENTARY BY THE POETS by Eds. Todd Davis and Erin Murphy State University of New York Press 22 Corporate Woods Boulevard, 3rd Floor Albany, NY 12211-2504 ISBN 978-1-4384-3176-5 2010, 218 pp., $23.95 www.sunypress.edu As a writer, I know that inspiration for a poem often doesn’t come [...]
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Sunday, January 9th, 2011
“White Flower On Red Earth Or While On Retreat With Five Women Strangers and Realizing Myself As Wife” by Kelly Moffett
Kelly Moffett WHITE FLOWER ON RED EARTH OR WHILE ON RETREAT WITH FIVE WOMEN STRANGERS AND REALIZING MYSELF AS WIFE Title after Georgia O’Keeffe Today, the red squirrel eats the raisins I left the day before. My tongue tasted the same sweetness. On the porch, chatter. But that, too, needs attention. Every sound has reason. [...]
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Saturday, January 8th, 2011
“A Hazardous Brush With an Abnormally Extended Feeling of Well-Being” by Greg Kosmicki
Greg Kosmicki A HAZARDOUS BRUSH WITH AN ABNORMALLY EXTENDED FEELING OF WELL-BEING Sometimes you can be so happy and it’s inexplicable, driving your car down the freeway or sitting in your kitchen eating an apple or say you just completed a mundane task like putting two stacks of paper into order. It has nothing to [...]
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Friday, January 7th, 2011
“How You Know” by Joe Mills
Joe Mills HOW YOU KNOW How do you know if it’s love? she asks, and I think if you have to ask, it’s not, but I know this won’t help. I want to say you’re too young to worry about it, as if she has questions about Medicare or social security, but this won’t help [...]
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Thursday, January 6th, 2011
“E.R. Poetry” by Marvin Klotz
Marvin Klotz E.R. POETRY Learned a new word yesterday— Syn -co-pe . Zippy, no? Sounds somewhat like A Scottish highland fling, Or Cajun stew (Without the Okra). Mazurka music, Courtroom briefs— At the very least, A Grecian holiday! Alas, it’s none of these. It’s when the blood Deserts the brain You fall down flat, And, [...]
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Wednesday, January 5th, 2011
A TIARA FOR THE TWENTIETH CENTURY: THE COLLECTED POEMS OF SUZANNE RICHARDSON HARVEY by Suzanne Richardson Harvey
Review by John Freeman A TIARA FOR THE TWENTIETH CENTURY: THE COLLECTED POEMS OF SUZANNE RICHARDSON HARVEY by Suzanne Richardson Harvey Fithian Press P.O. Box 2790 McKinleyville CA 95519 ISBN-13 978-1-56474-489-0 2009, 143 pp., $14.00 www.danielpublishing.com Note: Suzanne Richardson Harvey passed away on July 17, 2010. It was in my capacity as poetry editor of [...]
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Tuesday, January 4th, 2011
“Dedication” by Michael Meyerhofer
Michael Meyerhofer DEDICATION In our house, not once did we hear someone say you’re welcome in answer to thanks. Instead—“it’s all right,” backhanded reminder of the sacrifice this or that Dollar Store trinket cost folks well below the poverty line. This is a hard habit to break. “Don’t worry, it’s fine” when you thank me [...]
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Monday, January 3rd, 2011
“Elegy For Some Beach Houses” by Kerrin McCadden
Kerrin McCadden ELEGY FOR SOME BEACH HOUSES The break off Chatham broke and spilled old homes into the sea, just spilled them like dresser drawers pulled out too far, quiet underthings sent flailing like old aunts into the surf. Just seaside, just at the beach, just where the generations had combed for jingle shells, whelks, [...]
