Author Archive
Thursday, September 2nd, 2010
“Environmental” by Arthur Vogelsang
Arthur Vogelsang ENVIRONMENTAL Unfortunately rather than grass there was white paste Or rather than an orange tiger lily there was white white out, And a lime tree or an outfield? No instead there was white medicine In a normal tube which over and over had to refill Itself to cover the whole major league outfield [...]
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Wednesday, September 1st, 2010
“S-Plan” by John L. Stanizzi
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] John L. Stanizzi S-PLAN Bacon Academy Colchester, CT October 31st, 2001 1. Shortly after 9/11, a boy who had been stealing pick-up trucks from a local dealership and hiding them in the woods so he could sell them later, decided to fashion a fake bomb and place it [...]
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Tuesday, August 31st, 2010
“The Casing” by Charlie Smith
Charlie Smith THE CASING For years I sat in bars lying about everything, concealing my limp, offering vinyl suitcases for sale and proposing to women who’d overlooked themselves. I gave away folding tables and threatened species like lopsided turtles and misused harness bulls. I wasn’t as speedy as I claimed to be or as galled [...]
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Sunday, August 29th, 2010
“06.25.00 –Phish –Alltel Pavillion, NC” by Paul Siegell
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Paul Siegell 06.25.00 – PHISH – ALLTEL PAVILION, NC –from Rattle #32, Winter 2009
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Saturday, August 28th, 2010
“Berlioz” by Lee Sharkey
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Lee Sharkey BERLIOZ Now let us praise Hector Berlioz who found himself one night composing a symphony as he slept who woke lucid remembering the entire first movement in A minor he could have sat down at his desk and begun transcribing as during the first hours after [...]
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Friday, August 27th, 2010
“Electrodomestico” by Prartho Sereno
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Prartho Sereno ELECTRODOMESTICO One day the iceman came no more. Neither did the coalman with his telescopic chute. Nor the junkman with his horse and cart, his dust and sweat-streaked face. Not even the milkman’s xylophone of bottles could be heard jangling through the magenta streets of dawn. [...]
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Thursday, August 26th, 2010
“Between Us and It” by Mather Schneider
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Mather Schneider BETWEEN US AND IT I’m a white American and she’s Mexican but we’re trying to make it work. We’ve moved in together. There’s a dumpster outside our bedroom window 15 feet away, a cement block wall between us and it, a gray cement block wall that’s [...]
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Wednesday, August 25th, 2010
BESTIARY by Elise Paschen
Review by Angela Micheli Otwell BESTIARY by Elise Paschen Red Hen Press P.O. Box 40820 Pasadena, CA 91114 ISBN 978-1597091312 2009, 80 pp, $16.95 www.redhen.org I received Bestiary (uncorrected proof) by Elise Paschen for review from Rattle a long time ago. I received two books that day, the other of which I read and reviewed [...]
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Tuesday, August 24th, 2010
“Grandma Zolie Gives Unheeded Advice” by Lauren Schmidt
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Lauren Schmidt GRANDMA ZOLIE GIVES UNHEEDED ADVICE If ever your husband comes home drunk, don’t beat him while he sleeps; you’ll just end up confessing to it. If ever you drive your car up on the curb, don’t keep it a secret; your son will find out when [...]
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Monday, August 23rd, 2010
“Nor Yet a Dream of War” by Ralph James Savarese
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Ralph James Savarese NOR YET A DREAM OF WAR For Kevin, the former Defense Secretary’s son We were sixth-graders at middle school camp, conscripts in an old regime of the masculine, privates third-class, dreading the common shower, the inevitable comparisons— my own genital region like an unplanted field [...]
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Sunday, August 22nd, 2010
“On Broadway” by David Romtvedt
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] David Romtvedt ON BROADWAY My Uncle Will wanted to be on Broadway. After family dinners, when everyone sat around drinking coffee, he’d do a little tap dance or shuffle. Of course it was embarrassing to have a grown man who worked at the lumberyard dancing after dinner. On [...]
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Saturday, August 21st, 2010
“To a Child” by J.F. Quakenbush
J. F. Quackenbush TO A CHILD for Stella March Faiello I hope that you are beautiful and that your eyes are green and your hair is blonde. I hope that you are loved and cared for. I hope your life as you come into it is not a field of broken things. I hope that [...]
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Friday, August 20th, 2010
VOYEUR by Rich Murphy
Review by Alvin Malpaya VOYEUR by Rich Murphy Gival Press, LLC P.O. Box 3812 Arlington, VA 22203 ISBN 9781928589488 2009, 85 pp., $15.00 www.givalpress.com More basic to its definition than even its sexual elements, the term voyeur—which, in its original French, simply denoted “one who sees”—carries the implication that a deviate of such leanings must [...]
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Thursday, August 19th, 2010
“The Ghost of Frank O’Hara” by John Yohe
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] John Yohe THE GHOST OF FRANK O’HARA The ghost of Frank O’Hara taps me on the shoulder whispering and what about the humor what about talks with the sun and things that happen at the movies out of sight of parents don’t forget the thirst of being in [...]
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Wednesday, August 18th, 2010
“A Tale of a T” by Molly Peacock
[Audio clip: view full post to listen] Molly Peacock A TALE OF A T T hurled itself down on the dry sweet grass of the mowed orchard—part of its grandfather’s lawn —then lay on its back, looking up into a latticework of branches for the first time. (T had always thrown itself down to rest. [...]
