Archive for August, 2011
Thursday, August 11th, 2011
“Psych Ward” by Ken Meisel
Ken Meisel PSYCH WARD The psych ward orderlies, pulling a woman off the floor as she curls up like a smudged potato trying to nose herself back into the dirt, resemble the common potato harvesters in Jean Francois Millet’s noble painting The Gleaners, and the young woman, drawing all of this on her paper pad [...]
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Wednesday, August 10th, 2011
THE WRECKING LIGHT by Robin Robertson
Review by Erin Feldman THE WRECKING LIGHT by Robin Robertson Mariner Books 215 Park Avenue South New York, New York 10003 ISBN 978-0-547-48333-7 2011, 112 pp., $13.95 www.hmhbooks.com Robin Robertson’s fourth collection of poetry, The Wrecking Light, is an elegy; it is a work both permeated with and punctuated by loss. The speaker in the [...]
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Tuesday, August 9th, 2011
“Addictions Counselor” by Fran Markover
Fran Markover ADDICTIONS COUNSELOR for my clients Sometimes, when healing words escape I think of the gray squirrel who muscled from the office chimney. Whose sooty head poked through the pie plate hole where my wood stove had stood. The animal transfixed, my client jumping from a chair, her story interrupted— mother inaccessible, unfulfilled, a [...]
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Monday, August 8th, 2011
from A Conversation with Ted Kooser
from A CONVERSATION BETWEEN TED KOOSER AND ALAN FOX … FOX: Absolutely. How has the notoriety which comes with being Poet Laureate affected you? KOOSER: Well, again, basically I’m kind of an introvert. It was very difficult for me to do all that public stuff, but I felt like I was being called to do [...]
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Sunday, August 7th, 2011
“The Boundaries” by Peter Marcus
Peter Marcus THE BOUNDARIES …and I must save them, High fires will help —John Berryman Rebecca the angelic Greek had tributary scars coursing up and down her arms. Sharon with the waist length hair redder than a fire truck and skin Kabuki-pale would light a cigarette, take one drag or two, then extinguish it against [...]
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Saturday, August 6th, 2011
“Not My World” by David T. Manning
David T. Manning NOT MY WORLD Dear God please feed the needy raptors with squirrels I can’t see –from Rattle #34, Winter 2010
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Friday, August 5th, 2011
A NEW RED by Lana Hechtman Ayers
Review by Sherry Chandler A NEW RED: A FAIRY TALE FOR GROWN-UPS by Lana Hechtman Ayers Pecan Grove Press Box AL 1 Camino Santa Maria San Antonio, Texas 78228-8608 ISBN 978-1-931247-82-5 2010, 130 pp., $15.00 http://library.stmarytx.edu/pgpress/index.html In her best-selling book from 1992, Women Who Run With the Wolves, Clarissa Pinkola Estés identified women with wolves, [...]
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Thursday, August 4th, 2011
“While My Mother Rots in Memory Care at Regency Park” by M
M WHILE MY MOTHER ROTS IN MEMORY CARE AT REGENCY PARK At the Waffle House, if you’re facing some bitter truth, we’ll save you a window booth. And we will be waiting. —David Wilcox, “Waffle House” My 82-year-old father calls for the second time today to tell me what he really wanted was for my [...]
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Wednesday, August 3rd, 2011
“Said” by Perie Longo
Perie Longo SAID He woke up thinking what he said she said or was it she said he said or each didn’t say the other said and he said I didn’t say that and she said you did you said it screaming so loud the children ran into the street neighbors shut their windows and [...]
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Tuesday, August 2nd, 2011
“Missing in Action” by Gary Lemons
Gary Lemons MISSING IN ACTION It happens so slowly, A bare vine planted In spring, a trellis bent By summer flowers— Mother details a small cloth with Intricate stitches on a couch Beside father, watching television, Flickering and silent. Brothers on the floor, tussling or Playing children’s games. Slight wind through lilac near the window, [...]
