William Wolak/Words and Images

William Wolak/Words and Images

Wading in Whitewater, Bill Wolak *** “A Moan Just Beyond Delirium”   Artist’s Statement, by William Wolak Collage undresses the darkness with a mirror’s secret undertow.  It’s a dance done on burning kites while dreaming at the speed of light....

Three Poems by Ara Alexandre Shishmanian

Translations from the Romanian by Flavia Cosma   cum se striveşte un bob de strugure ce ciudat se striveşte un bob de strugure un bob de strugure se striveşte ca un gândac verde – ca un păianjen cu oglinda lichidă ca un glonte cu o singură pleoapă jur împrejurul...

By Zoltán Böszörményi/Poetry in Translation

  The Poem Didn’t Join the Class Struggle (A vers nem lett osztalyharcos) By Zoltán Böszörményi translated from the Hungarian by Paul Sohar   (the poem dropped out didn’t join the class struggle toured Paris saw Endre Ady and went to Moscow  to trace the way...
Michael T. Young/Poetry

Michael T. Young/Poetry

  Ocean Script   The way its seeming omnipresent gestures hone to the corrugations of scallop shells, sand dollars and sea glass, leaves me deciphering the infinite one grain at a time.   So I step back.  Watch sandpipers leap into flight, skimming the...
Clarence Brimley/Spoken Word

Clarence Brimley/Spoken Word

“… my mortally endearing friends.” An artist friend, Karen Gunderson, introduced me to Clarence Brimley, a 35-year-old spoken-word poet from NYC. Clarence sent along a few of his poems, but without the voice. I wondered how they would sound/feel when...