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Yohma Gray
The Poetry of Louis Simpson Print Pages:  Page 33 from Issue vol5-no3 The days her lover smiled ... of the pastoral scene. There is a kind of literary dialec­ tic in these poems. thesis, antithesis, syn­ thesis... ... moralizes nor wails. To him poetry is not the only suitable subject for poetry, nor expres­ sionism the only ...
he had with WNYC he said: My hope is that someday the extra interviews and other kooky things ... the extra scenes or listened to the director's commentary on a DVD? And why the rush to add this junk ...
Pablo Neruda
Art of Poetry Print Pages:  Page 239 from Issue 8 translated by Robert Bly PABLO NERUDA Art of poetry Between shadows and clearings, between defenses and young girls, having inherited an original heart, and funereal imagination, suddenly pale, something withered in my face, in mourning like ...
a list of literary events that shaped my year. When confronted with the words “literary events” one ... event at my local used bookstore, the Armadillo’s Pillow.  I was one of two people who read, and I only read when my lovely wife insisted I do so. The audience was no more than five people, including my dog, ...
Poetry Summer and the City Angela Jackson Poetry My Father's Prayers Angela Jackson Issue 151 ... Contributor Angela Jackson, award winning poet, playwright and novelist, is the recipient of the Shelley Memorial Award from the  Poetry Society of America, the Pushcart Prize for poetry ...
Keki N. Daruwalla
Poetry talk Print Pages:  Page 121 from Issue 31 THREE POEMS BY KEKI N. DARUW ALLA Poetry talk My ... through my chin 121 Issue 31 page Keki N. Daruwalla Tuesday, October 1, 1974 Poetry Work Issue 31 Print ... as I walk my heel is horned calloused and worn away Fellow-travelers we on this flinty track this patriarch ...
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 ...
Joseph Parisi
Writing Poetry at the End of the Century: A Letter Print Pages:  Page 103 from Issue 86 Writing Poetry at the End of the Century: A Letter Joseph Parisi A speech in the form of a letter given ... speaker at this year's awards ceremony, I wasn't sure at first what my topic should be. ...
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 ...
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. ...

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