Monthly Archives: June 2015

Time for the Professoriate to Lead the Way

Time for the Professoriate to Lead the Way by William Trent Pancoast It’s about time for working folks to stand up for themselves. Walmart workers haven’t been able to get it done. The old line unions are still reeling from … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: DEVIN KELLY

FEAR OF By Devin Kelly We are discussing the roots of things. How phobia means fear of, and we make them up. Bookaphobia. Classroomaphobia. Girlaphobia. I say there will be a quiz. They laugh. It is evening in a small … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS

MOONRISE By Gerard Manley Hopkins I awoke in the Midsummer not to call night, in the white and the walk of the morning: The moon, dwindled and thinned to the fringe of a finger-nail held to the candle, Or paring … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: PATTY PAINE

ANTIPHONY By Patty Paine Go back to that stream, touch your lips to the cold, clear quivering, draw into yourself a time when it was simple as this to be quenched, to draw in what was needed. Walk back over … Continue reading

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A Review of Sarah Marcus’s Backcountry

A Review of Sarah Marcus’s Backcountry by Karen Skolfield In my review copy of Sarah Marcus’s chapbook from Finishing Line Press, Marcus includes a friendly, cheerful handwritten note to me which she signs “Love & Bears.” Love – a not-unusual … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: AMORAK HUEY

By Amorak Huey: THE POND IN THE CORNER OF THE YARD It seems so important that I get this right— memory choked with algae, memory dried to nothing in the summer, memory’s post-dawn sky already fevered with desire, memory’s grass … Continue reading

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