Winter 1991/92
summit... The final ascent clouded to a blur of chill wind and mist. Even the sun-flushed clouds, twisting ... one next to the red flag snapping and shuddering. Only for one moment did we get a view: I looked down ...
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Fall 1998
scary apartness, shuddering with resentment and an alarming sense of smothering. He lived a while in ... his childbride, thirteen year old girl her mother standing in for his mother sweet tempered raking ...
Fall 1997
Publico Press. His most recent book, Spared Angola: Memories of a Cuban,American Childhood, is forthcoming ... University. His poems and essays have appeared in TQ #55, #68 and #65, a special issue entitled The Writer in ... He teaches in the graduate-writing programs at Syracuse University and Warren Wilson College. His ...
Page 23 from Issue vol5-no3 Lithograph- "The Burning Bush" (73;.1" ... different from those customarily employed several decades ago. This inclination on the part of the artist to ... alter his methods in the interest of expression illustrates one aspect of the contemporary ...
Page 165 from Issue 80 obviously, what matters most does not include a new book by Trotsky or Karl ... misleading any doctrine of economic determinism, he surely knew that intellectuals in his day would need at ... time nor inclination to take seriously, thinkers like Scholem and Ortega were more broadly tolerant of ...
of bark, of leaf-eating bacteria, birds vomiting to feed their young, a man cheating on his wife in ... lift the chick, bringing it up to my face. It’s barely a bird, just a pinch of feathers and a shudder ... cat in his arms. I hold the bird in one hand and put my other index finger on its throat. I can feel ...
o you who know things never change. I imagine E. A. Poe kissing his childbride, thirteen year old girl ... her mother standing in for his mother sweet tempered raking roast potatoes from the fire, and shiver ... with tension and morbidity. He was appalled by loneliness by scary apartness, shuddering with ...
pleasure three creatures cut in, and the first stares at a wall, the second rides a sad spirit, and the ... third moves forward on tiptoe. But, between you and me, only second creatures exist. Leaning on my ... filled with black thread equals the split-second shudder of eternity, but only what does not change ...
Page 80 from Issue 126 Steven Schwartz Indie 10 His picture would appear in the paper, scrutinized ... frustration at her interrupting his concentration, and sorry, too, that he'd alarmed anyone by ... more conspicuous than in front of his class? 80 Issue 126 page ...
hedges were unpruned; The rusty boards bore many a weather-crack; A tangle of weeds and bushes hid the ... heard. The eaves give shelter to no nest, no bird; A woman's voice in song is heard at night; ... grounds, and sometimes cried. The leaves fell from the trees, the bushes died; The house took on ...
