Essay
John Ashbery – an Oblique Remembrance
Max Blagg
I was introduced to John Ashbery's poetry in the summer of 1971, by a beautiful young American poet living in London. We met at a church jumble sale in Belsize Square. Her flat was across the street. I woke up on her couch l...
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Essay
Sixty
Patrick O'Neil
There is nothing easy about turning sixty. The days whip by in a whirlwind, kids look younger, and you can’t understand what they’re even talking about. Cops, bosses, and doctors could be your daughters and sons. Films a...
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Story
Screw
Marc Olmsted
It was the end of the 80s into 1990 and very hard for us to find a good rock n roll dance club in San Francisco. Everything was disco electronica and it all sounded the same with that amyl nitrate bass beat. The more inter...
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Poem
VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY
Jack Hirschman
VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY
You, thunderer and swirl of
the flag of blood and roses,
kneader of the bread of poem,
deathless comrade of dithyramb
and liberty,
you whose suicided life
I carry as a forge,
...
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Poem
In This Dream
Rebecca Weiner Tompkins
IN THIS DREAM
We are always dancing:
you lift your arms above me
like a bird in a summery place.
Sometimes there is music
and the softest shadows;
other times the air carries us
through the rhythm of tall, flat buil...
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Review
where night and day become one—the french poems /1983-2017 by Steve Dalachinsky—review
Valery Oisteanu
where night and day become one
the french poems /1983-2017
by Steve Dalachinsky
Great Weather for Media, NYC, 2018
Steve Dalachinsky is a poet /cultural reporter of our time, not only via his essays, but also through...
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Poem
Snail Poem
Peter Orlovsky
Snail Poem
Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired
& handsome felt,
Grave root pillow, tung up from grave & wigle at
blown up clowd.
Ear turnes close to underlayer of green felt moss & sound
o...
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Review
A Hermit Has No Plural by Gabor G. Gyukics – Review
Ron Kolm
A Hermit Has No Plural by Gabor G. Gyukics, Singing Bone Press.
A Hermit Has No Plural, a collection of poems by the great Hungarian writer, Gabor G. Gyukics, is wonderfully unique. It is a surrealist vision of a world...
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Poem
The Gods
Jenny Seymore Montgomery
i.
Pluto and Uranus. Shadows overhead at my birth during
another nuclear test. Soon I will be blown across the kitchen
by a toaster, blacken bulbs, sit in pits of Mount St. Helens’
ash, grieve the bulldozing of ever...
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Classics
I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream
Harlan Ellison
Limp, the body of Gorrister hung from the pink palette; unsupported—hanging high above us in the computer chamber; and it did not shiver in the chill, oily breeze that blew eternally through the main cavern. The body hung ...
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Writing
Tom Wolfe – Requiem for a Writer
Vincent Zangrillo
Tom Wolfe liked to match. When I saw him on the cross trainer at the gym in Southampton, pumping away, vigorously chewing a chiclet, his head bent over his Ichabod Crane frame, tall but exceedingly lank, his blonde bob part...
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Review
KISS KISS: Very Short Stories – review
Thaddeus Rutkowski
KISS KISS: Very Short Stories
by Paul Beckman
Truth Serum Press, Adelaide, Australia
Review by Thaddeus Rutkowski
Paul Beckman’s new collection of flash fiction, Kiss Kiss, is characterized by multiple uses of ...
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Poem
False Ceremony
Hal Sirowitz
False Ceremony
On the morning of my Bar Mitzvah –
the Jewish ceremony when a thirteen
year old boy becomes a man –
I jumped out of bed, ran
into the bathroom, and locked
the door. I lowered my pajama bot...
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Poem
FOCUS
Joel Allegretti
FOCUS
Kevin Spacey is disgraced!
I hadn’t heard of Anthony Rapp,
and my last Kevin movie was Beyond the Sea,
from the fourth year of Bush II’s first term.
In the 365 days of 2017,
346 mass shootings gave the na...
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Poem
Transubstantiation
Bonny Finberg
Transubstantiation
Cut from olive wood,
the straining
nails
of
hands
to
cross,
the body arched in holy
agony is ecstasy
and so, the other way around.
Once a year at Sacré Coeur,
the Bo...
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