volume 10, issues 2 & 3
fall 2007 & winter 2008
volume 10, issues 2 & 3
fall 2007 & winter 2008
My contribution, “Fed You From The Blood of My Nose: A Medley Melodic,” appears under the heading, “In Which Nearly Every Human Knows This Desire.”
Lots of links to music you might enjoy, and I hope you do …
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Welcome 2008! Above please find new work by painter, Cara Ober. I have the privilege of sharing some titles, ala John Ashbery/Jane Hammond, with Ober in an effort to inspire her latest. So far, two results to kick off the new year. Find the other one, “Into the Shadows We Go …” by clicking here.
From those titles, I concocted a few poems. You’ll find one, “A Kind of Headless Guilt Emerges”, in The Portable Boog Reader 2, An Anthology of New York City Poetry, edited by Laura Elrick, Brenda Iijima, Mark Lamoureux, Christina Strong, Rodrigo Toscano, and David Kirschenbaum.
Fellow poet, Ana Božičević-Bowling has also used the titles to write a few poems as well. The contagion is on … you’ll find her version of “A Kind of Headless Guilt Emerges” within the very same anthology, along with work by:
Bruce Andrews – – – – – – Ellen Baxt
Jim Behrle – – – – – – Jen Benka
Charles Bernstein – – – – – – Anselm Berrigan
Charles Borkhuis – – – – – – Ana Božičević-Bowling
Lee Ann Brown – – – – – – Allison Cobb
Julia Cohen – – – – – – Todd Colby
Brenda Coultas – – – – – – Alan Davies
Mónica de la Torre – – – – – – LaTasha N. Nevada Diggs
Thom Donovan – – – – – – Joe Elliot
Robert Fitterman – – – – – – Corrine Fitzpatrick
G.L. Ford – – – – – – Greg Fuchs
Joanna Fuhrman – – – – – – Drew Gardner
Eric Gelsinger – – – – – – Garth Graeper
David Micah Greenberg – – – – – – E. Tracy Grinnell
Christine Hamm – – – – – – Robert Hershon
Mitch Highfill – – – – – – Bob Holman
Paolo Javier – – – – – – Paul Foster Johnson
Eliot Katz – – – – – – Erica Kaufman
Amy King – – – – – – Bill Kushner
Rachel Levitsky – – – – – – Andrew Levy
Brendan Lorber – – – – – – Kimberly Lyons
Dan Machlin – – – – – – Jill Magi
Gillian McCain – – – – – – Sharon Mesmer
Carol Mirakove – – – – – – Anna Moschovakis
Murat Nemet-Nejat – – – – – – Cate Peebles
Tim Peterson – – – – – – Simon Pettet
Wanda Phipps – – – – – – Nick Piombino
Kristin Prevallet – – – – – – Arlo Quint
Evelyn Reilly – – – – – – Kim Rosenfield
Lauren Russell – – – – – – Kyle Schlesinger
Nathaniel Siegel – – – – – – Joanna Sondheim
Chris Stackhouse – – – – – – Stacy Szymaszek
Edwin Torres – – – – – – Anne Waldman
Shanxing Wang – – – – – – Lewis Warsh
Karen Weiser – – – – – – Angela Veronica Wong
Matvei Yankelevich – – – – – – Lila Zemborain
POETRY [with Poets’ Portraits!]
+ Gabriella Torres • The History of the Body
+ Christopher Stackhouse • Mater – Pater
+ Ken Rumble • Learn All This Stuff • From St. Apples
+ Reb Livingston • The Third Chronicle of Marriage • The Sixth Chronicle of Marriage • The Seventh Chronicle of Marriage • The Eighth Chronicle of Marriage
+ Sara Femenella • The Secret of Everything That Concerns You • Come With Balloons • Seduction • An Apt Misunderstanding and I Would Thank You
+ Michelle Buchanan • My Body Parts • An Experiment in Breathing
+ Miguel Murphy • Cricket • Red • Self-Portrait’s CaravaggioWalking Night’s Pier • Enjoy Flesh! • Coprophagy (2) • Nihilist of the Heart’s Divine
+ Barbara Jane Reyes • The Bamboo’s Insomnia • The Bamboo’s Insomnia 2 • Killer of Ferdinand Magellan • We, Spoken Here • Upland Dance
+ The Indefatigable Hope for Place by Michael Parker
+ Lee Herrick’s This Many Miles from Desire
+ Xantippe 4/5
+ The Landscape of Flesh & Blood by Michael Parker
+ William Aleggrezza’s Fragile Replacements
+ Pris Campbell’s Abrasions
+ Reb Livingston’s Your Ten Favorite Words
Jenni Russell asks Billy Collins
Amy King, Editor
Didi Menendez, Publisher
“Enter diode, teeming with ‘poetry that excites and energizes. . . . poetry that uses language that crackles and sparks.’ We set out to find poetry that creates an arc between writer and reader, an arc that hums with the live current of language.”
Includes work by Chris Abani, Laura McCullough, Rick Barot, Amy King, Bob Hicok, Frankie Drayus, Allison Titus & Rob Schlegel, Julie Doxsee & Mathias Svalina, Eve Rifkah, Peter Jay Shippy, Suzanne Frischkorn, Jake Adam York, Susan Settlemyre Williams, Tara Moyle, Matthew Wills, Karen Schubert, Carmen Gimenez Smith, Joshua Ware, Rich Murphy, and Didi Menendez.
We’re pleased to announce the inaugural issue of mid)rib. It is the mid)rib staff’s hope to foster an international voice for experimental poetics. We hope you’ll take as much pleasure in reading the work of our contributors as we have. In the issue you’ll find new work from an eclectic group of writers, including: Tomas S. Butkus, Joel Chace, Regina Derieva, Anna Fulford, H.T. Harrison, Scott Hartwich, Beth Joselow, Kerry Shawn Keys, Amy King, Sarah Maclay, Nicholas Messenger, Bonnie Jean Michalski, Matt Reiter, Susan M. Schultz, Lauren Goodwin Slaughter, Ted Stimpfle and Jim Warner. We welcome your comments and feedback. Please feel free to forward this to any interested parties. Enjoy.
the mid)rib staff
andy martrich, editor
gordon faylor, editorial assistant
jeremy schevling, art boy/ designer
craig czury, contributing editor
Want to see and hear more of Franz?
How about some poems by Cynthia Sailers, Dana Ward, Mark Bibbins, Campbell McGrath, Betsy Wheeler, Rosmarie and Keith Waldrop?
You’ll also find a review of Annie Finch — all in the new issue of MiPOesias — enjoy!
If you are my student, then you now know the weekend assignment will be to write a poem in the Bouts-Rimés form. You will also know that this idea struck me when I was flipping through the aforementioned Court Green donated issues. If you are not my student, you may want to explore the form anyway. Take a peek at the three that made my cut after a cursory read, please. And pay attention to the assigned rhymes, dear scribes; they’ll be yours!
“April Parade” hit the button because Camlot smartly mentions a film I love. In fact, I own it. It’s old and it’s called “Waiting for the Moon” and is a fictional glimpse into the lives of Stein and Toklas, tastefully and artfully done. Clever too. I love it. Plus, I like this poem, especially the breaks. And the references; yes, those too.
Before I saw the film, Henry & June
(starring Uma Thurman as hot mistress
of Anaïs Nin), Waiting for the Moon
had been the lit-bio-pic I obsess-
ed most about. The ear-whispering, snake-
like sighs of Paris-exiled, bookish, smoot
h-skinned lesbians, well, that took the cake
as far as my understanding of beaut-
y went. But Uma, she was like Garbo
on steroids, or some über-King Kong play-
thing. But real, too: a neighborhood, Hobo-
ken Parade Queen walking home the next day,
still in her gemmed tiara and rhinestone
bustier, but smelling of Fireman’s cologne.
I use the collaboratively-written play and HBO film, “The Laramie Project,” regularly in a basic literature class. Therefore, this next poem stood out well and poignantly.
FOR MATTHEW SHEPARD
Here they are again, the bright bugs of June
flittering the evening away, sun stressed
struts holding up the barbed wire fence, the moon
wandering dangerously, half dark, obsessed,
an abscess spilled into the deep holes snakes
have dug into the spiked hills. What is moot?
The question of love? Figurines on cake
don’t care about gender, stuck on a butte
of icing, Gable y Gable, Garbo
y Garbo, any part an actor can play.
O Shakespeare didn’t care if a hobo
wore a dress, a crown, as long as the day
was long, lovely. Each word a cut rhinestone.
Each touch, kiss, a dab of perfume, cologne.
– Dorianne Laux
Last, but not least, the next poem caught my eye because we analyze and dissect the tropes of Little Women in my Intro to Children’s Literature class. I love the main text for that course, incidentally. For awhile, I was using a traditional one that grew stale quickly. Then I came across this one by Perry Nodelman and Mavis Reimer. It approaches texts through a lit theory lens, boiled down but not dumbed down, that my about-to-graduate students are able to process with just a little help from me. Anyway, I read through this poem and enjoyed the twists. For your eyes only:
Jo in Little Women was not really June
Allyson. She was an actress with the stress
in pretending to be someone else, like the moon
in ovulation that never came out, the egg in obsess
that was your archetypal blank, that nearly killed her. I was a snake
to write my name in the sand near the water, first letter, moot
pont between time and eternity, she grimaced. The yellow cake
uranium was a free forgery, the horse I rode on a beaut.
I want to be alone, I said, like Garbo
but a dull boy’s awfully hard to play
and there you were as certain as a hat upon a hobo
that sublimity’s just one part of the day.
Don’t be sad, then, because we lost the rhinestone-
in-the-teacup; it was Berlin that kicked our legs up, not Cologne.
–Lisa Fishman & Richard Meier
Folks are abuzz about this book & film — what am I missing? Did Da Vinci leave some cure in code for remedying hunger or preventing war? A recipe for sharing the wealth? I’m clueless about the premise and too lazy to look it up … someone …?
I will admit though, I’m one of those people who will see this movie in celebration of the semester’s end. I ought to be embarrassed by my lust for the fanatical fantastical. But I’m not, Hugh. Jackman. It’s like candy for the mind — too sweet & sour shortly but nice at first, claws and all.
I met Mark Lamoureux last night, among other noteworthy individuals: poets and musicians and whatnot. The two beauties pictured above are Gina Myers and Gabrielle Torres, editors for The Tiny. Thanks to them for a terribly festive night. I’m still recovering. And I still blame Shafer.
If any of my Children’s Lit students happen by, your photos appear after the poetry photos here. Just scroll through –> seek and ye shall find.