Monthly Archives: July 2015

SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: JOANNA CHEN

A STRANGE VITALITY By Joanna Chen I saw a body fly through the air last night on the highway— a tiny Chagall figure, arms belonging to a diver, legs to an astronaut, his helmet a halo of blue, catapulted into … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: SARA TEASDALE ON SUMMER

SUMMER NIGHT, RIVERSIDE By Sara Teasdale In the wild soft summer darkness How many and many a night we two together Sat in the park and watched the Hudson Wearing her lights like golden spangles Glinting on black satin. The … Continue reading

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Hedy Habra: A Micro-Interview and Three Poems

OE: The poems in Under Brushstrokes are ekphrastic, but they don’t always announce themselves as such. How do you conceive of ekphrasis and how do you mobilize it as a technique in these poems? HH: I do not aim at … Continue reading

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Who Is Bernie Sanders?

Who Is Bernie Sanders? by Vincent Czyz and Okla Elliott His national poll rating has more than doubled, to nearly 11%, in only five weeks. His rallies in Iowa and New Hampshire attracted larger crowds than any other candidate, Democrat … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: SARA JUNE WOODS

& SOMEWHERE THE SUN By Sara June Woods Somewhere there is a clearing in a forest where the world is not a lonely place. Somewhere there is a mountain I have written on in forest fires that says I am … Continue reading

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SATURDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: MARIANNE KUNKEL

By Marianne Kunkel: A SLOTH FIRST HEARS ITS NAME But why should it care? It munches a cecropia leaf. It probes the air with its blunt snout, detecting a waft of sour coconut. It lumbers to a branch, grabs hold … Continue reading

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