Archive for December, 2011
Tuesday, December 20th, 2011
DANCE FROM INSIDE MY BONES by Lana Hectman Ayers
Review by Natasha Kochicheril Moni DANCE FROM INSIDE MY BONES by Lana Hechtman Ayers Snake Nation Press Valdosta, Georgia ISBN978-0-9754843-6-4 84pp., $15.00 www.snakenationpress.org As parceled in three sections–”Learning The Steps”, “Dancing Backwards”, and “Save The Last Dance For Me”–Dance From Inside My Bones reveals a poetic account as personal as the title alludes. Sometimes scientific [...]
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Monday, December 19th, 2011
“Fugue” by David Cavanagh
David Cavanagh FUGUE for Ken Death whips with perfect indifference, flays feeling to the bone. My brother’s gone. Day barrels implacably on, just like Auden said of Brueghel’s painting: nobody twigged, not even on the passing ship, as Icarus screamed out of the sky into a silent sea. Now taxis [...]
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Sunday, December 18th, 2011
“What to Know” by Allison Campbell
Allison Campbell WHAT TO KNOW I can’t write anything new for you, reader, I can’t tell you anything you don’t already know, but you’re still here so I must have gotten something right or, at least, you can tell I’m not lying. I know the colors of your bruise, and that’s not it, I know [...]
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Saturday, December 17th, 2011
“Baseball” by Jane Byers
Jane Byers BASEBALL My parents bought me a left hand glove, because I am left handed. They did their best. They had to parse the mystery of foreign gestures: the coach touching his peaked cap, tapping his chest, the crouched catcher signaling between his legs. They asked what kind of sport was played on a [...]
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Friday, December 16th, 2011
“Delta” by Arthur Bull
Arthur Bull DELTA You stood up and walked away, taking your coffee. I stayed to finish mine, not smiling, remembering that late flight over the Mackenzie Delta: Look down: ten thousand streams, all contrarimindedness and contradiction—each little river its own thought or circumstance, each one saying—I was here first deal with me. You can try [...]
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Thursday, December 15th, 2011
SAINTS OF HYSTERIA ed. by Denise Duhamel
Review by Christian Ward SAINTS OF HYSTERIA A HALF-CENTURY OF COLLABORATIVE AMERICAN POETRY Ed. by Denise Duhamel, Maureen Seaton & David Trinidad Soft Skull Press 55 Washington Street Suite 804 Brooklyn, NY 11201 ISBN: 1-933368-18-7 397 pp., $19.95 www.softskull.com Saints of Hysteria is a fascinating anthology covering fifty years of collaborative American poetry. Denise Duhamel, [...]
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Wednesday, December 14th, 2011
“Love to But” by Julie Bruck
Julie Bruck LOVE TO BUT Our very important neighbor’s fused to his new Cingular headset: Now he can talk and walk. Blah-blah-blah goes Mr. de Broff. This makes it hard to hear even the packs of feral dogs howling all night, or the cats doing what they do in our dark fog-bound city gardens. The [...]
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Tuesday, December 13th, 2011
“Ghazal” by Jamie Bradley
Jamie Bradley GHAZAL Her shoes said, love me like a broken animal. The river is red with clay & white at its swinging lap. In a Cuernavaca market, the flesh hangs everywhere: pig flesh, wood flesh. Sadly, there are few old houses that sit, affordable. All the photos in a doctor’s office say, learn to [...]
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Monday, December 12th, 2011
“To Thomas Pynchon Regarding The Crying of Lot 49″ by Amanda J. Bradley
Amanda J. Bradley TO THOMAS PYNCHON REGARDING THE CRYING OF LOT 49 You wrote this slim volume and then I wrote one hundred eleven pages about it in a dissertation I abandoned. One hundred eleven seemed so significant as I randomly landed there, those binary, singular numbers lined up so neatly like three straws. God [...]
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Sunday, December 11th, 2011
“Boo” by Bruce Bond
Bruce Bond BOO Or so says the mother who gives her child a scare, or rather a tiny theater of scares, an unexpected laugh to scatter the mask of her fingers, to make the world the mended mirror of her face, the first, as the years will tell him, he learns to miss, to mystify [...]
