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Interesting article on Joyce

August 11, 2014 – 9:55 am | No Comment

On Joyce and Syphilis
New evidence of the author’s suffering, and reflections on the scholarly debate

n 1917, while walking down a street in Zurich, James Joyce suffered an “eye attack” and …

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New Sheets

August 22, 2014 – 4:31 am | No Comment

New Sheets
by Hal Sirowitz

I won’t be around forever, Mother said.
One day I’m going to die, so I might
as well nag you a little bit more,
while I have the chance. And when
I’m dead you’ll have to rely on someone else
to tell you that it’s time to change the sheets,
& I hope for your sake, that it won’t
be your wife, because she’s going to get
tired of doing it, & she’ll start to demand that you
& her sleep on separate beds, which will mean
that pretty soon you’ll have to be using separate silverware,
so she won’t always have to be the one to wash them.
And before you know it, she’ll want you
to live in your own house so you
won’t be able to mess up hers, & divorce is more likely
to happen when you aren’t living together.

Fire Sermon

August 21, 2014 – 4:19 am | One Comment

Fire Sermon
by Robert Gray
The lissome bay is silvered slightly, in its supine lightness;
a stocking-textured water
takes the morning’s cerise.
But soon, between the headlands, sea and sky are solid blues
that have closed, …

Who Burns for the Perfection of Paper

August 20, 2014 – 5:16 am | One Comment

Who Burns for the Perfection of Paper
By Martín Espada
At sixteen, I worked after high school hours
at a printing plant
that manufactured legal pads:
Yellow paper
stacked seven feet high
and leaning
as I slipped cardboard
between …

¡Shazbot! The Recipe’s good

August 19, 2014 – 4:11 am | One Comment

¡Shazbot! The Recipe’s good–it was the Goddamned cooks; or i was a teenage Mephistopheles
pedo-stash bastard of Hetaira bingeing on Gelato Stracciatella and Miller High Life
by Quasimofo
“Hell is empty and all …

decision 2000 (test copy)

August 18, 2014 – 4:23 am | One Comment

decision 2000 (test copy)
by Dirk Michener
the next decision i make
will have happened in the year 2000
upon arriving back to my one-room
from x-mas break on a saturday evening
i’d forgotten to close …

A Knife Dreamlet

August 17, 2014 – 4:57 am | No Comment

A Knife Dreamlet
by Pat A Physics
Using the tip of a blade, cut a small hole in the sail. Look carefully through
the hole at the birds. It is cold, you are …

The Bridge

August 16, 2014 – 4:28 am | One Comment

The Bridge
by Alan Shapiro
Over the bridge across the river,
the pilgrims prayed in lockstep,
and the deafening coherence
of the single voice they made
was a fulfillment of the dream
each voice, alone, inaudible,
dreamt it …

Born of the Moon

August 15, 2014 – 4:01 am | One Comment

Born of the Moon
by Dan Raphael
Babies too big in the moon with mom tattooing gps across skin-time in ancient script
to identify, indemnify against a transposed background of architecture archeologizing vases
we …

the water

August 14, 2014 – 4:09 am | One Comment

the water
by Shannon Baker
the water over a
fall easy
enough, that’s how it went down.
just slipping, eyepairs away after
a hold, a sort of handshake, supposed
simple, restless, the slap-up sound of
stray neurons grope-grabbing, …

A Late Apology

August 13, 2014 – 5:51 am | One Comment

A Late Apology
by Daniel Anderson
It was all ours, we joked.
A shambled, overgrown estate.
Hackberry trees, wisteria like rope,
the carport and the morning glory—choked
old flowerbed. All ours:
wild clumps of poison oak, a …

Lie Prone

August 12, 2014 – 5:05 am | One Comment

Lie Prone
by Smokey Farris
Lie prone and relax
your back.
Wear an evening gown first.
Wear a spider ring from
the Halloween before last year.
Caress your breast with talc.
Dry your eyes with
opium smoke
and crumble the …


August 11, 2014 – 4:49 am | One Comment

by Shari Wagner
It begins in a cow lane
with bees and white clover,
courses along corn, rushes
accelerando against rocks.
It rises to a teetering pitch
as I cross a shaky tree-bridge,
syncopates a riff
over the …

Space in my Head

August 10, 2014 – 5:55 am | No Comment

Space in my Head
by JL Freed
Hey. So, I guess you’re with Brian, or you’re not picking up ’cause you’re still annoyed about how weird I’ve been. Look, I …


August 9, 2014 – 5:57 am | One Comment

by Charles Potts
Welcome to Walla Walla,
Tiny Republican enclave
In the desert,
Reluctantly giving it up,
Lot by lot,
To a consortium of
Italians, who had it first,
And Hispanics, who’ll get it next.
So …

Mature Love

August 8, 2014 – 8:48 am | One Comment

Mature Love
by John Bennett
I love you,
won’t you
tell me
your name?
Or at
least give
me your
phone number.
Maybe I’m
moving a
little fast.
Maybe you’re
alarmed &
about to
call the
do it.
I can’t
any more
hard time.
Unless you
to write.
collect calls.
Take part in
conjugal visits.
You’re …

Book Review: The Wild Part

August 7, 2014 – 8:52 am | No Comment

Review of The Wild Part by Jerry Craven
Review by Carol Smallwood
Angelina River Press, Fort Worth, Texas 2013
# ISBN-10: 0988384418
293 pages, $15.83, paperback
In the award winning author’s preface, Jerry Craven relates …

The Ruby Throats

August 7, 2014 – 6:10 am | One Comment

The Ruby Throats
By: Donal Mahoney
Hummingbirds dance
iridescence afire
around the red feeder
hung in the cedar
a symphonic swirl
ruby throats glistening
sipping sweet nectar
sipping until
it’s time to jet back
to thimble nests.
The tiniest beaks
are open and …

Ephram Pratt Knows of the Sojourner of Love

August 6, 2014 – 7:09 pm | One Comment

Ephram Pratt Knows of the Sojourner of Love
By:Jack e Lorts
Bring the sounds
of death,
by lack of breathing,
into the blackguard
silence known to all
who hover on the
outskirts of breath;
bring them onto
the falling winches
of …


August 4, 2014 – 4:27 pm | No Comment

By: Randall Nicholas
While it may be freezing cold,
farmers come skipping from their fields
in the pillowy white dawn thick as snowflakes
in the headlights or as monks
tumbling from their …

black car just crossed my path

August 3, 2014 – 9:49 am | No Comment

black car just crossed my path
By: Naomi McCulloch
When I was walking down the street a few months back, I noticed this mid-70’s black Chrysler Cordoba, and was compelled by the reminder of …

why i feed the birds

August 1, 2014 – 4:17 am | One Comment

why i feed the birds
by Richard Vargas
i saw my grandmother hold out
her hand cupping a small offering
of seed to one of the wild sparrows
that frequented the bird bath she
filled with …

Stacks and Stacks of Reciepts

July 31, 2014 – 3:42 pm | One Comment

Stacks and Stacks of Receipts
By: Lauren Zuniga

“says she’s against contradictions”

July 28, 2014 – 9:43 am | 3 Comments

“says she’s against contradictions”
By: Halifax
(Counterclockwise to the Left)
Barbara Cowan believes in aliens
knows the different kinds by name
lumps illegals into one group
She preaches free market is natural law
loves everything it might …


July 28, 2014 – 5:57 am | No Comment

By: Oscar Smiles
I’ve the process for a clearing
It involves you and succulent rearing
The scorchland wranglers
The best of a love life
The who and when I call them
Is solely crash test superfluous
Can’t …

A Vagabond

July 26, 2014 – 5:09 pm | One Comment

 A Vagabond
By: James Tate
A vagabond is a newcomer
in a heap of trouble.
He’s an eyeball at a peephole
that should be electrocuted.
He’s a leper in a textile mill
and likely to be beheaded, …

Portland Taxis

July 24, 2014 – 4:15 pm | One Comment

Portland Taxis
By: Michael Benedikt
If I were on Mars, and wanted to get back-to-home, I would
Hail a taxi. There’s nothing I like better
Than hailing a taxi, they have saved me …

Experiencing Death

July 23, 2014 – 6:05 am | One Comment

Experiencing Death
By: Liu Xiaobo
I had imagined being there beneath sunlight
with the procession of martyrs
using just the one thin bone
to uphold a true conviction
And yet, the heavenly void
will not plate the …

The Ladling of Agent Orange

July 22, 2014 – 8:11 am | One Comment

The Ladling of Agent Orange
By: Donal Mahoney
Anything can set him off.
Been that way for 40 years
since he came back from Nam.
He got spooked at dawn today
by a spider web dripping …

Marie Osmond recites Hugo Ball

July 21, 2014 – 6:39 am | One Comment


Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note

July 18, 2014 – 11:53 am | One Comment

Preface to a Twenty Volume Suicide Note
By: Amiri Baraka
Lately, I’ve become accustomed to the way
The ground opens up and envelopes me
Each time I go out to walk the dog.
Or the …


July 17, 2014 – 6:52 am | One Comment

By Thomas Sayers Ellis
My father was an enormous man
Who believed kindness and lack of size
Were nothing more than sissified
Signs of weakness. Narrow-minded,
His eyes were the worst kind
Of jury—deliberate, distant, hard.
No …