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Cynthia Huntington
Ezekiel 16,3-6 My mother was a Hittite and my father an Amorite. My foster uncle was an albatross and his brother-in-law ran a gambling joint in Altoona. My cousins were stockbrokers in Scottsdale before the crash ... touching and picking up whatever came into my hands. I will stay alone many days until I meet up once more ...
M. G. Stephens
to call yourself my sister, you want me to be political and alive to your body, then you eat those Snicker candy bars all day; you smear chocolate and sesame tahini on my poetry manuscripts, and you drink my ... The last poetry readings Print Pages:  Page 197 from Issue 26 The last poetry reading M. G. ...
at a small college. The chair of the department and his secretary both grilled me about my creative writing ... is in creative writing?” the secretary asked. I said that it was.“Not poetry, is it?” Half-jokingly, the chair ... I talked to a fellow graduate of my program about this, and he told me he had undergone similar ...
Robert Pinsky
Control, freedom, and the appetite for poetry Print Pages:  Page 197 from Issue 52 Control, freedom, and the appetite for poetry Robert Pinsky This is a personal essay. I'd like to explore my subject by leading up to a particular time when I was brought to consider a poem of mine ...
Grace Paley
Of Poetry and Women and the World Print Pages:  Page 247 from Issue 65 Of Poetry and Women ... the other exciting boys' things. And it took my own life, really, for me to begin to change my mind ... to be where it was all at, and there were a lot of boys there, one of which, one of the boys, was my husband. ...
William Harper
Poetry Slam? Print Pages:  Page 243 from Issue 91 Poetry Slam? William Harper I got the poems ... needle-swapping death of a junkie-poet poems I got up and wrote one down when we found it on my futon with Coltrane and all that LSD but you burned that one so I wrote it back to life-poems? I got my poems I got ...
in the lights, while behind me, off to my right, where the camera was, pointed away from the hotel at Falk and the extras walking by-Falk ran past into the hotel, yelling something, after the bottle crashed, and a woman ... When it finally played, and we went, that scene wasn't even in it. The film was so mediocre ...
Isaac Babel
Maria: A Play in Eight Scenes Print Pages:  Page from Issue 5 tranBlated by DeniB CaBlon Maria A play in eight BceneB ISAAC BABEL Dramatis Personae MUKOVNIN, Nikolai Vasilyevich LUDMILA, his daughter FELZEN, Katerina Vyacheslavovna DYMSHITS, Isaac Markovich GOLYTSIN, Sergei Illarionovich, a former prince ...
Ted Solotaroff
The Post-Cold-War Scene and the Literary Market Print Pages:  Page 145 from Issue 94 TRIQUARTERL Y biography-and you smile condescendingly-it's so naive! And of course it is naive. But, on the other ... Let's hope that this naivete is not unintelligent! Ted Solotaroff The Post--Cold-- War Scene ...
1, 2012 Poetry Post Racial, or Why My Timberlands Are Still Unlaced R. Dwayne Betts Share Tweet ... Contributor Reginald Dwayne Betts is a husband and father of two sons. The author of the memoir A Question of Freedom (Avery/Penguin 2009) and the collection of poetry Shahid Reads His Own Palm (Alice ...
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