Monday, February 23, 2009

The Magical Cloak of Whisper


Photo by Frank Dixon Graham, Sacramento


AT NINETY-THREE
—Margaret Ellis Hill, Wilton


Time bends shadows. I watch
the trail of traffic dwindle
past my window. Random glances
look at the lemon and a peeled orange
on my desk, patterns left
by a trail of gerbera petals.
The decision to remain
out of sight, not even
a shirt hem or cup of tea
painted into this still-life—
my choice for freedom.

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WAITING FOR WAKE-UP TIME

—Margaret Ellis Hill

An infernal ticking sound keeps me
from sleep like Captain Hook approaching,
sneering, as if I wont hear the alarm.
His metronome 440 becomes a part
of nighttime racket: screech of tree frogs,
leg rubbings of crickets and that damned
peacock, deep in heat not sleep,
yelling ‘help’ from a neighbor’s tree.

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Thanks to Peggy Hill and Marie Ross for today's poems (you may recognize some Seeds of the Week in their poems), and to Frank Graham for the spring photo.


This week in NorCal poetry:

•••Monday (2/23), 7:30 PM: Sacramento Poetry Center presents Rob Anthony, Vincent Kobelt, Mario Ellis Hill, and Kelly Richardson at HQ for the Arts, 1719 25th St., Sacramento. Rob Anthony is the author of Neo-Jasouloetry [http://cdbaby.com/cd/anthonyrob] and has a MySpace page here: [http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=89244270]. Vincent Kobelt is the coordinator of readings at Carol’s Books and has been a long-time resident of the Sacramento poetry scene. His poem, “Middle Passage”, can be read here: http://www.greatleap.org/tar/tar03_sms/tar03-vincent.html/. Mario Ellis Hill is a Sacramento poet and a radio personality for KDVS.

Coming Up at SPC:

March 2: Richard Loranger
March 3 [Tues.]: Brian Turner

•••Weds. (2/25), 6-7 PM: Upstairs Poetry Reading at The Upstairs Art Gallery, 420 Main St (2nd floor), Placerville. It's a poetry open-mike read-around, so bring your own poems or those of a favorite poet to share, or just come to listen. No charge.

•••Thursday (2/26), 8 PM: Poetry Unplugged presents Noel Kroeplin, Lytton Bell, V.S. Chochezi and Sandy Thomas. Open mic before/after. Luna’s Café, 1414 16th St., Sac. Info: 441-3931 or www.lunascafe.com. Free.

•••Sat. (2/28), 7-9 PM: "The Show" at the Guild Theater, 2828 35th St., Sacramento. $7.00. Poetry, dance and comedy, and more!

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Four Up-n-Coming Deadlines:

•••Thurs. (2/26): Deadline for the Suessian poetry contest at the Bee: Carlos Alcala of the Sacramento Bee has put out a call for poems to celebrate Dr. Seuss’ birthday on March 2. He wants poems in the Seuss style, but using the theme of today’s difficult economic times. He suggests things like “If I Ran the Zoo”, changed to “If I Ran the State”. He even wrote one himself, based on “One Fish, Two Fish”; it starts:

One debt, two debt
Red ink, new debt.
Layoffs due threat.
It hit you, yet?

Send submissions to calcala@sacbee.com by Feb. 26, including your name, town and contact phone number. The Bee will run them online and will publish a selection of the best during the week of Dr. Seuss’ birthday.

And if you’re feeling particularly Seussian, there is an exhibit of art by Theodor “Dr. Seuss” Geisel at Blue Line Gallery, 405 Vernon St., Roseville, running through May 2. Info: 916-783-4117 or www.rosevillearts.org/.

•••Friday (2/28, postmarked): Deadline for February California Federation of Chaparral Poets, Inc. Monthly Contest; theme is Love. Prizes $25, $15, $10. Except where otherwise indicated, poems are limited to 28 lines of text, not including the title or space following the title. Fee: $2/poem OR 3 poems/$5. (Make checks out to CFCP, Inc.) There is no limit to the number of poems submitted each month with the appropriate fees. Poems for the monthly contests must be postmarked by the last day of the month for that category. For those entrants who use a post-office that does not date-stamp mail, a written date beneath the return address will suffice. All forms accepted for all categories, within line limits.

Send TWO copies of each poem with author's name and address front upper right corner on ONE copy only. Put no identification on the second copy. Poems must not have previously been awarded a money prize. If previously published please state where. Print contest month on outside of mailing envelope, at the front right top corner of both copies of each poem. If you wish to receive a winners’ list, please send SASE with proper postage and note the contest month on the envelope.

Send entries to Cleo Griffith, Monthly Contest Editor, CFCP, Inc., 4409 Diamond Court, Salida, CA 95368. Info: cleor36@yahoo.com/. (209) 543-1776.

2009 Themes:

Feb.: Love
March: Nature
April: Light, Humorous
May: Journeys
June: Vacation
July: NO CONTEST
August: Any subject, any style
Sept.: Harvest
Oct.: Portraits
Nov.: Holidays
Dec.: NO CONTEST

•••Deadline is March 15 for the next issue of Song of the San Joaquin, a quarterly publication of the poets of the San Joaquin chapter of the California Federation of Chaparral Poets, Inc. that accepts submissions of poetry having to do with life in the San Joaquin Valley of California. This area is defined geographically as the region from Fresno to Stockton, and from the foothills on the west to those on the east. E-mail submissions are preferred. Please put all identification on each separate poem including mailing address. If unable to e-mail, send typed manuscripts to: Editor, Song of the San Joaquin, PO Box 1161, Modesto, CA 95353-1161. Please include a self-addressed, stamped envelope (SASE) for return of unused poems and/or notification of acceptance. Be sure your return envelopes have the right amount of postage. Notification time may range from three weeks to three months. Send up to three poems per issue, name and contact information on each poem. Poem length is limited to 40 lines. Please send a three to five line bio. For more information, e-mail cleor36@yahoo.com or call (209) 543-1776. For samples of poetry from previous issues: www.ChaparralPoets.org/SSJarchives.html/. To send for a copy or to subscribe: a single issue is $5.00, the annual subscription $18. Send to address above. Make checks out to Song of the San Joaquin.

•••Deadline for the Tiger's Eye Annual Poetry Contest has been changed from Feb. 28 to March 31! Send 3 of your finest, short bio, SASE, and $10 to Tiger's Eye 2009 Contest, P.O. Box 2935, Eugene, OR 97402. Judge will be Thomas D. Patterson. First prize is $500, 2nd is $100, 3rd is $50. Click to the link on the right for more info. Feb. 28 is still the deadline for submitting poems for their mid-Spring issue, though.

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AT COLUMBIA STUDIOS, 1925
—Margaret Ellis Hill

Edward G. sat down on the bench,
opened an ordinary brown bag, retrieved
a wax-paper wrapped sandwich,
took a bite, then noticed the small boy
watching him. Eyes twinkling, he smiled,
gave the boy a half of his ham and cheese.
They shared time and silence, until a man yelled,
Come on Robinson, you’re gonna be late.
He tossed the boy his Grape Nehi.
Coveted and unopened, the bottle shattered
during an earthquake thirty years later.


(from Stories from My Father)

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FABRIC HUNTING WITH MOTHER
—Margaret Ellis Hill

Mother knows what she wants.
Through trifocals she fingers fabrics—
velvets and suede, knits and satins,
cottons and crepe, linen and challis.
She considers maroon, gray and puce,
lingers by silk paisley patterns.
She figures yardage,
mumbles that prices
are not like thirty years ago.

After two hours of searching
she begins again
to see what she might have missed.
My father returns to the car,
his novel open to page ninety-three.


(previously appeared in Rattlesnake Review #11)

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HE OBSERVED ME FROM ACROSS THE ROOM
—Marie J. Ross, Stockton

In purple satin form-fitted dress he observed me,
approached with gleam in his eyes and suave European
accent that was music to my ears.
Shiny blond hair, strong handsome face, broad shoulders,
and he said “I noticed you from across the room;
would you like to dance?”
I danced and danced into a ten-year relationship of rainy days
and moon-lit nights.
There was never that deep pounding in my heart for him, like
Cupid beating her drum, or that moment when I knew I could
live with him forever.
He had twisted my low self-esteem like a pretzel in coals, belittling
and controlling the fire.
Why did my heart surrender to the fear of loneliness; why couldn’t
I have opened the door to myself and turned my face away?
Love was fire in disguise on the Island of Hell.

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THE SOUND OF NIGHT
—Marie J. Ross

I hear a cloak of silence weave
And see it touch the stars.

The night orb interrupts darkness
As I watch him breathe his silver face.

At this stage of life I sit and observe
A reflected wink through the drapes;

The night sheet rummaging space for
Rhapsodies of romantic intrigue.

And,

I listen to the cadence hung on stars;
Each night singing hymns to the magical
Cloak of whisper.


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Today's LittleNip:

The poet doesn't invent. He listens.

~Jean Cocteau

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—Medusa


SnakeWatch: What's New from Rattlesnake Press:

Rattlesnake Review: The latest issue (RR20) is currently available at The Book Collector, or send me four bux and I'll mail you one. Deadline for RR21 was Sunday, Feb. 15; the issue will appear in mid-March. Next deadline is May 15 for RR22: send 3-5 poems, smallish art pieces and/or photos (no bio, no cover letter, no simultaneous submissions or previously-published poems) to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. E-mail attachments are preferred, but be sure to include all contact info, including snail address. Meanwhile, the snakes of Medusa are always hungry; let us know if your submission is for the Review or for Medusa, or for either one.

Also available (free): littlesnake broadside #46: Snake Secrets: Getting Your Poetry Published in Rattlesnake Press (and lots of other places, besides!): A compendium of ideas for brushing up on your submissions process so as to make editors everywhere more happy, thereby increasing the likelihood of getting your poetry published. Pick up a copy at The Book Collector or write to me and I'll send you one. Free!

New for February: Now available! A new rattlechap from Sacramento's Poet Laureate, Julia Connor (Oar); a free littlesnake broadside from Josh Fernandez (In The End, It’s A Worthless Machine); and the premiere of our new Rattlesnake Reprints, featuring The Dimensions of the Morning by D.R. Wagner, which was first published by Black Rabbit Press in 1969. Available from the poets or at The Book Collector (1008 24th St., Sacramento) or (soon) from rattlesnakepress.com/.

WTF is out!

Be sure to stop by The Book Collector to pick up your free copy of Rattlesnake Press's latest spawn, WTF—our new quarterly journal which premiered last night in a rousing event hosted by frank andrick which ran into the wee hours at Luna's Cafe. WTF #1 features 22 poets, artists and photogs from the Poetry Unplugged scene; next deadline is April 15 (oooo...tax day!). Guidelines are pretty much the same as the RR ones listed below, except that frank wants three poems (instead of 3-5), and you must be over 18 to submit. Send poems, artwork, and photos to fandrickpub@hotmail.com or the RPress snail address. If you can't get to The Book Collector, send me two bux and I'll mail you one, or I suspect they're available at Luna's.

What's the difference between Rattlesnake Review and WTF? The over-18 thing should give you a clue. And if you ever go to Poetry Unplugged on Thursday nights at Luna's Cafe, 1414 16th St., Sacramento, you'll see what I mean. The Review is big and fat, has articles and other features, and represents a wide variety of styles and genres. WTF is leaner (smaller), meaner, and more geared to the "Luna's voice", if there is such a thing. Its material also tends to be more X-rated. If you're over 18, you're welcome to submit to either one. I edit the Review; frank andrick edits WTF.

Coming in March: On Wednesday, March 11, Rattlesnake Press will be releasing a new chapbook from Norma Kohout (All Aboard); a littlesnake broadside from Patricia Hickerson (At Grail Castle Hotel); and a new issue of Rattlesnake Review (the Snake turns 21)! Join us at The Book Collector, 1008 24th St., Sacramento, 7:30. Refreshments and a read-around will follow; bring your own poems or somebody else's.


Medusa's Weekly Menu:


(Contributors are welcome to cook up something for any and all of these!)


Monday: Weekly NorCal poetry calendar

Tuesday:
Seed of the Week: Tuesday is Medusa's day to post poetry triggers such as quotes, forms, photos, memories, jokes—whatever might tickle somebody's muse. Pick up the gauntlet and send in your poetic results; and don't be shy about sending in your own triggers, too! All poems will be posted and a few of them will go into Medusa's Corner of each Rattlesnake Review. Send your work to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. No deadline for SOWs; respond today, tomorrow, or whenever the muse arrives. (Print 'em out, maybe, save 'em for a dry spell?) When you send us work, though, just let us know which "seed" it was that inspired you.

Wednesday (sometimes, or any other day!): HandyStuff Quickies: Resources for the poet, including whatever helps ease the pain of writing and/or publishing: favorite journals to read and/or submit to; books, etc., about writing; organizational tools—you know—HandyStuff! Tell us about your favorite tools.

Thursday: B.L.'s Drive-Bys: Micro-reviews by our irreverent Reviewer-in-Residence, B.L. Kennedy.
Send books, CDs, DVDs, etc. to him for possible review (either as a Drive-By or in future issues of Rattlesnake Review) at P.O. Box 160664, Sacramento, CA 95816.

Friday: NorCal weekend poetry calendar

Daily (except Sunday): LittleNips: SnakeFood for the Poetic Soul: Daily munchables for poetic thought, including short paragraphs, quotes, wonky words, silliness, little-known poetry/poet facts, and other inspiration—yet another way to feed our ravenous poetic souls.

And poetry! Every day, poetry from writers near and far and in-between! The Snakes of Medusa are always hungry.......!

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Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their POETRY, PHOTOS and ART, as well as announcements of Northern California poetry events, to kathykieth@hotmail.com (or snail ‘em to P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726) for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.) Medusa cannot vouch for the moral fiber of other publications, contests, etc. that she lists, however, so submit to them at your own risk. For more info about the Snake Empire, including guidelines for submitting to or obtaining our publications, click on the link to the right of this column: Rattlesnake Press (rattlesnakepress.com). And be sure to sign up for Snakebytes, our monthly e-newsletter that will keep you up-to-date on all our ophidian chicanery.


Sunday, February 22, 2009

Prayers of Steel



PRAYERS OF STEEL
—Carl Sandburg

Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a crowbar.
Let me pry loose old walls.
Let me lift and loosen old foundations.

Lay me on an anvil, O God.
Beat me and hammer me into a steel spike.
Drive me into the girders that hold a skyscraper together.
Take red-hot rivets and fasten me into the central girders.
Let me be the great nail holding a skyscraper through blue nights
into white stars.

__________________

—Medusa


Saturday, February 21, 2009

Mars Is Near A Swelling Moon


Arched Door at Peterov Palace
Photo by Bob Dreizler, Sacramento



MUSEUM ENCOUNTER
—Allegra Silberstein, Davis

By chance our eyes met;
we smiled across haystacks,
canvas creations of another age,
our eyes a present spring.

You traveled on to Picasso,
to his abstract violin,
while I lingered
in his blue period.

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Thanks to Allegra Silberstein for today's poems, and to Bob Dreizler for the lovely photo. See Rattlesnake Review for more of Bob's work, or go to http://photo.net/photos/bdreizler/. And thanks also to Mitz Sackman, for her true stories about every editor's nightmare...


Two Sunday Doin's:

•••Sunday (2/22), 11 AM: El Camino Poets (a chapter of California Society of Chaparral Poets, Inc.) meet at the Ethel Hart Sr. Center, 27th & J Sts., Sacramento for a poetry workshop. Bring 8 copies of your poems for critique. All poets welcome.

•••Donald Anderson of Stockton and Poets Espresso writes: Hi, friends of Sun Shadow Mountain poetry and art anthology contributors! I'm being interviewed, including discussion of Sun Shadow Mountain, on Champagne Sundays variety & entertainment radio, which airs live this Sunday, Feb. 22, from 11am-1pm PST. I'll be on around noon. Come and listen to the interview on the show. The link to use for this is: http://www.blogtalkradio.com/Southwest-Blend/2009/02/22/Art-Music-Food/.

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WONDERS OF COMPUTER WORLD
—Mitz Sackman, Murphys

Have you ever trusted spell-check
And had a nightmare experience
To your ultimate dismay
Everyone has stories

When I wrote the poem
"Mam’ed"
The word it suggested instead
Was maimed
Not too far off
Of the truth
But I stuck with what
I knew: "Mam’ed"
As the maimed expression
Of the first
Intimation of aging
For a woman

A more traumatic experience
Was that of a young
Very white-faced
Coworker who
Re-read a mailing
Already sent out
To an audience of five hundred
When she discover
A critical "l"
Left out of “public relations”

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WHEN LOVE HAS BEEN ANNULLED
—Allegra Silberstein

when all your sentimental figurines
broken on the Persian rug
scatter dust that dulls
the bright colors
and you shiver in the quiet
you longed for yesterday

when you spin round and round
in your square space
and centrifugal force holds in
what will spill out
when the whirling stops

when hope is pierced like
the written page you push into
over and over
when your pen runs dry

when the
when after when
goes on and on…

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WHEN MIDNIGHT COMES
—Allegra Silberstein

After you leave
the sky globe curves
with saffron
beneath the horizon.
Day disappears
in a well of space.

Evening comes.
The dark gauze of night is
fastened with a scatter stars.
December Mars is near
a swelling moon.
.
Whispers of the dark,
songs remembered
lead me onward
in this starry night
but who will hold me
when midnight comes?

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GATES OF THE VALLEY
(Yosemite National Park—Winter)
—Allegra Silberstein

Clouds seep around the edges
of the mountain and curl
into the trees edging a meadow
covered with snow: a soft white quilt
with little tufts of grass
to stitch the surface.
Close by, one branch
with spiny, prickly appendages
bends toward the meadow—
a folded heart
echoing the curve of the clouds.


(Poem inspired by an Ansel Adams photograph)

___________________

FOR YOU
—Allegra Silberstein

This paper moon
waxing and waning
always returning
always there
a valentine in the deep bowl of sky
like love spooned out
seen and unseen

__________________

Today's LittleNip:

A book is a mirror; if an ass peers into it, you can't expect an apostle to peer out.

—Georg Christoph Lichtenberg

__________________

—Medusa


SnakeWatch: What's New from Rattlesnake Press:

Rattlesnake Review: The latest issue (RR20) is currently available at The Book Collector, or send me four bux and I'll mail you one. Deadline for RR21 was Sunday, Feb. 15; the issue will appear in mid-March. Next deadline is May 15 for RR22: send 3-5 poems, smallish art pieces and/or photos (no bio, no cover letter, no simultaneous submissions or previously-published poems) to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. E-mail attachments are preferred, but be sure to include all contact info, including snail address. Meanwhile, the snakes of Medusa are always hungry; let us know if your submission is for the Review or for Medusa, or for either one.

Also available (free): littlesnake broadside #46: Snake Secrets: Getting Your Poetry Published in Rattlesnake Press (and lots of other places, besides!): A compendium of ideas for brushing up on your submissions process so as to make editors everywhere more happy, thereby increasing the likelihood of getting your poetry published. Pick up a copy at The Book Collector or write to me and I'll send you one. Free!

New for February: Now available! A new rattlechap from Sacramento's Poet Laureate, Julia Connor (Oar); a free littlesnake broadside from Josh Fernandez (In The End, It’s A Worthless Machine); and the premiere of our new Rattlesnake Reprints, featuring The Dimensions of the Morning by D.R. Wagner, which was first published by Black Rabbit Press in 1969. Available from the poets or at The Book Collector (1008 24th St., Sacramento) or (soon) from rattlesnakepress.com/.

WTF is out!

Be sure to stop by The Book Collector to pick up your free copy of Rattlesnake Press's latest spawn, WTF—our new quarterly journal which premiered last night in a rousing event hosted by frank andrick which ran into the wee hours at Luna's Cafe. WTF #1 features 22 poets, artists and photogs from the Poetry Unplugged scene; next deadline is April 15 (oooo...tax day!). Guidelines are pretty much the same as the RR ones listed below, except that frank wants three poems (instead of 3-5), and you must be over 18 to submit. Send poems, artwork, and photos to fandrickpub@hotmail.com or the RPress snail address. If you can't get to The Book Collector, send me two bux and I'll mail you one, or, I suspect, they're available at Luna's.

What's the difference between Rattlesnake Review and WTF? The over-18 thing should give you a clue. And if you ever go to Poetry Unplugged on Thursday nights at Luna's Cafe, 1414 16th St., Sacramento, you'll see what I mean. The Review is big and fat, has articles and other features, and represents a wide variety of styles and genres. WTF is leaner (smaller), meaner, and more geared to the "Luna's voice", if there is such a thing. Its material also tends to be more X-rated. If you're over 18, you're welcome to submit to either one. I edit the Review; frank andrick edits WTF.

Coming in March: On Wednesday, March 11, Rattlesnake Press will be releasing a new chapbook from Norma Kohout (All Aboard); a littlesnake broadside from Patricia Hickerson (At Grail Castle Hotel); and a new issue of Rattlesnake Review (the Snake turns 21)! Join us at The Book Collector, 1008 24th St., Sacramento, 7:30. Refreshments and a read-around will follow; bring your own poems or somebody else's.


Medusa's Weekly Menu:


(Contributors are welcome to cook up something for any and all of these!)


Monday: Weekly NorCal poetry calendar

Tuesday:
Seed of the Week: Tuesday is Medusa's day to post poetry triggers such as quotes, forms, photos, memories, jokes—whatever might tickle somebody's muse. Pick up the gauntlet and send in your poetic results; and don't be shy about sending in your own triggers, too! All poems will be posted and a few of them will go into Medusa's Corner of each Rattlesnake Review. Send your work to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. No deadline for SOWs; respond today, tomorrow, or whenever the muse arrives. (Print 'em out, maybe, save 'em for a dry spell?) When you send us work, though, just let us know which "seed" it was that inspired you.

Wednesday (sometimes, or any other day!): HandyStuff Quickies: Resources for the poet, including whatever helps ease the pain of writing and/or publishing: favorite journals to read and/or submit to; books, etc., about writing; organizational tools—you know—HandyStuff! Tell us about your favorite tools.

Thursday: B.L.'s Drive-Bys: Micro-reviews by our irreverent Reviewer-in-Residence, B.L. Kennedy.
Send books, CDs, DVDs, etc. to him for possible review (either as a Drive-By or in future issues of Rattlesnake Review) at P.O. Box 160664, Sacramento, CA 95816.

Friday: NorCal weekend poetry calendar

Daily (except Sunday): LittleNips: SnakeFood for the Poetic Soul: Daily munchables for poetic thought, including short paragraphs, quotes, wonky words, silliness, little-known poetry/poet facts, and other inspiration—yet another way to feed our ravenous poetic souls.

And poetry! Every day, poetry from writers near and far and in-between! The Snakes of Medusa are always hungry.......!

_________________


Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their POETRY, PHOTOS and ART, as well as announcements of Northern California poetry events, to kathykieth@hotmail.com (or snail ‘em to P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726) for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.) Medusa cannot vouch for the moral fiber of other publications, contests, etc. that she lists, however, so submit to them at your own risk. For more info about the Snake Empire, including guidelines for submitting to or obtaining our publications, click on the link to the right of this column: Rattlesnake Press (rattlesnakepress.com). And be sure to sign up for Snakebytes, our monthly e-newsletter that will keep you up-to-date on all our ophidian chicanery.

Friday, February 20, 2009

Coloring Outside The Lines


Susan Wallior


OUTSIDE THE LINES

—Susan Wallior, El Dorado

Multiple choice questions
Still only one right answer
But what about the wobbler
Outside the box

Why does life
Why does love
Why do times
Have to be so defined

I like to color
Outside the lines
I like to dream
Of better times
I like gray
Over black and white
I like green
Our planet’s life
It’s ok to color
Outside the lines

By lining up
Left or right
There is no meeting
Of the minds

So what about
Some dialogue
Some diplomacy
Some common ground

I like to color
Outside the lines
I like to dream
Of better times
I love the color gray
Over black and white
The color green
Is our planet’s life
It’s okay to color
Outside the lines
It’s okay to color
Outside the lines

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Thanks, Susan! Susan Wallior writes: I have been a lyricist and musician for about 30 years, but poetry was first, with my first publication in 1967, with the help of my fifth grade teacher in Ironwood, Michigan—a very unusual poem about recovery after a relationship breakup, odd because I was a kid who had never contemplated a relationship. I look back at the words in that poem, and both cringe and giggle at my naivete. I have been working on a book about becoming a mid-life mini-rancher for a while (we have a couple of acres with sheep, goats, a llama, and a Great Pyrenees named Sunny), as well as writing and playing music, creating stained glass treasures, photography, and of course, working at my paying job to pay for all the tools and instruments needed to do all these hobbies and feed my critters.

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GIRLS AT WAR
—Susan Wallior

As I lay here in this cold dark hole
My buddy died today
I can’t cry, I can’t scream
I can’t leave
Eye to eye
I end your life
And I didn’t know your name
Another time, another place
Maybe we could have been friends
Well, what am I doing here
In this land so strange
The times, they talked me
Out of sanity
My mama cried
My dad stood stern
And waved goodbye
To the girl they knew
As I lay here in this hole
Hugging my gun tonight
I can’t cry, I can’t scream
I can’t leave
For the love of money
For the power of war
For some man’s ego
I can’t go home
No matter how often
I try to get clean
I can never wash away
His last plea
For my captain says
He is the enemy
Eye to eye
I cannot cry
I cannot scream
I pull the trigger
And end my dream
I am no hero
Today, or tomorrow
How will I function
In real life to follow
It will never be the same
I can’t cry, I can’t scream
I can never leave

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88 POSSIBILITIES
—Susan Wallior

My fingers stumble
Between the keys
As I work to produce a song

Theory and melody
And rote practice
Nag me continually

Make white and black agree
To some pleasant harmony
Or none

I rationalize that this moment
is artistic license in discordance
And hope no one else heard

Creation is occasional pain
Like every fledgling moment
Potential fall from my nest

And hope to fly again

___________________

WTF is out!

Be sure to stop by The Book Collector to pick up your free copy of Rattlesnake Press's latest spawn, WTF—our new quarterly journal which premiered last night in a rousing event hosted by frank andrick which ran into the wee hours at Luna's Cafe. WTF #1 features 22 poets, artists and photogs from the Poetry Unplugged scene; next deadline is April 15 (oooo...tax day!). Guidelines are pretty much the same as the RR ones listed below, except that frank wants three poems (instead of 3-5), and you must be over 18 to submit. Send poems, artwork, and photos to fandrickpub@hotmail.com or the RPress snail address. If you can't get to The Book Collector, send me two bux and I'll mail you one, or, I suspect, they're available at Luna's.

What's the difference between Rattlesnake Review and WTF? The over-18 thing should give you a clue. And if you ever go to Poetry Unplugged on Thursday nights at Luna's Cafe, 1414 16th St., Sacramento, you'll see what I mean. The Review is big and fat, has articles and other features, and represents a wide variety of styles and genres. WTF is leaner (smaller), meaner, and more geared to the "Luna's voice", if there is such a thing. Its material also tends to be more X-rated. If you're over 18, you're welcome to submit to either one. I edit the Review; frank andrick edits WTF.


This weekend in NorCal poetry:

•••Friday (2/20), 7 PM: Poetry at Raven's Tale presents Shawn Pittard and Bob Eakins. Rattlechapper Shawn Pittard is a regular columnist for Rattlesnake Review and The Great American Pin-Up, as well as the author of These Rivers from Rattlesnake Press, which has also done littlesnake broadsides of both his and Bob Eakins' poetry. A short poetry open-mic follows (signup before the featured readers). Raven's Tale bookstore is located at 352 Main St., Placerville. Free!

•••Friday (2/20), 7:30 PM: The Other Voice, sponsored by the UU Church of Davis, presents Charles Halsted and Miles Miniaci, who will be accompanied by musicians. They will be reading their poems in the sanctuary of the church located at 27074 Patwin Road in Davis. Free! Open Mike and refreshments follow, so bring along a poem to share. Charles Halsted is a faculty physician at the UC Davis School of Medicine. During his decades of patient care, teaching and medical research, he wrote many original scientific articles. As part of a recent transition toward retirement, he has studied poetry in workshops led by Hannah Stein and Julia Levine and already has publications in Poetry Now and The Yolo Crow.

Miles Miniaci received his BA from San Francisco State and an MFA from the University of Southern California. His poetry and fiction have appeared in American River Literary Review, Catchphrase Collection, Harpoon and other periodicals. His most recent work is a poetry collection, Maps and Legends, published by Polymer Grove Press. He has made his living at various times as an actor, a high school and college instructor, and an arts administrator. He considers himself an incredibly fortunate person.

•••Sat. (2/21), 7-9 PM: Black History Open Mike Night at Underground Books, 2814 35th St., Sacramento, featuring Lolita Moore and Say Juan History. $3. Info: 916-737-3333 or www.undergroundbooks.com/.

•••Monday (2/23), 7:30 PM: Sacramento Poetry Center presents Rob Anthony, Vincent Kobelt, Mario Ellis Hill, Kelly Richardson, HQ for the Arts, 1719 25th St., Sacramento. Rob Anthony is the author of Neo-Jasouloetry [http://cdbaby.com/cd/anthonyrob] and has a MySpace page here: [http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewProfile&friendID=89244270]. Vincent Kobelt is the coordinator of readings at Carol’s Books and has been a long-time resident of the Sacramento poetry scene. His poem “Middle Passage” can be read here: http://www.greatleap.org/tar/tar03_sms/tar03-vincent.html/. Mario Ellis Hill is a Sacramento poet and a radio personality for KDVS.

Coming Up at SPC:

March 2: Richard Loranger
March 3 [Tues.]: Brian Turner

__________________

WHY
—David Gay, Sacramento

You slip your foot in water. Doesn’t beauty
deserve a bath? You dip your skin in fragrance
vast as apple blossoms floating on garden
pools between orchards. Around the wetness
of petals blown by breezy steams your bathing
fans to me your aroma naked in bed.

And hollow carved to cup erotic cravings
(fresh red berries sweeten cream), my kneading
colors you red, unknots your back, makes warmer
lovers with softer shoulder blades. You know you
found me ready to burst. I find you melting,

whirling juicy scents. Your apple breasts:
round your limbs I sing them down--so hot--
like magma--catch them, can’t I? Burning,
my skin expands, starts rounding hips in closer
lyric curves, my heart ballooning closer
sounds to sip your juice and lick your coming.

Flute glass champagne-filled by stroking fingers,
notes your body veils in freckles, your smiling
blown balloon-like, cones around my kisses:
by these I know your honey, coffee, paper,
a dawn of touching beauty, body, laughter,
horny calloused soul so soothed to smoothness,
man who drinks the why between your thighs.

__________________

SOMETHING TO WEAR
—Tom Goff, Carmichael

An indecency, nude
mountains in winter:
Expose them to? no—
rather, treat them as,
elements; shroud
them, cloak them,
give them their
aliment. Too long
they’ve dined on
the slimmest of
ice diets. Ah, to see
these waifs of massif,
so long peakéd and
sharp-cheeked,
at last clad, and in
proper snows. How
becoming spring
thaw and plummet,
how comely this
as-yet-unbefallen
waterfall.

__________________

Today's LittleNip:

My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.

~Karl Kraus

__________________

—Medusa


SnakeWatch: What's New from Rattlesnake Press:

Rattlesnake Review: The latest issue (RR20) is currently available at The Book Collector, or send me four bux and I'll mail you one. Deadline for RR21 was Sunday, Feb. 15; the issue will appear in mid-March. Next deadline is May 15 for RR22: send 3-5 poems, smallish art pieces and/or photos (no bio, no cover letter, no simultaneous submissions or previously-published poems) to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. E-mail attachments are preferred, but be sure to include all contact info, including snail address. Meanwhile, the snakes of Medusa are always hungry; let us know if your submission is for the Review or for Medusa, or for either one.

Also available (free): littlesnake broadside #46: Snake Secrets: Getting Your Poetry Published in Rattlesnake Press (and lots of other places, besides!): A compendium of ideas for brushing up on your submissions process so as to make editors everywhere more happy, thereby increasing the likelihood of getting your poetry published. Pick up a copy at The Book Collector or write to me and I'll send you one. Free!

New for February: Now available! A new rattlechap from Sacramento's Poet Laureate, Julia Connor (Oar); a free littlesnake broadside from Josh Fernandez (In The End, It’s A Worthless Machine); and the premiere of our new Rattlesnake Reprints, featuring The Dimensions of the Morning by D.R. Wagner, which was first published by Black Rabbit Press in 1969. Available from the poets or at The Book Collector (1008 24th St., Sacramento) or (soon) from rattlesnakepress.com/.

Coming in March: On Wednesday, March 11, Rattlesnake Press will be releasing a new chapbook from Norma Kohout (All Aboard); a littlesnake broadside from Patricia Hickerson (At Grail Castle Hotel); and a new issue of Rattlesnake Review (the Snake turns 21)! Join us at The Book Collector, 1008 24th St., Sacramento, 7:30. Refreshments and a read-around will follow; bring your own poems or somebody else's.


Medusa's Weekly Menu:


(Contributors are welcome to cook up something for any and all of these!)


Monday: Weekly NorCal poetry calendar

Tuesday:
Seed of the Week: Tuesday is Medusa's day to post poetry triggers such as quotes, forms, photos, memories, jokes—whatever might tickle somebody's muse. Pick up the gauntlet and send in your poetic results; and don't be shy about sending in your own triggers, too! All poems will be posted and a few of them will go into Medusa's Corner of each Rattlesnake Review. Send your work to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. No deadline for SOWs; respond today, tomorrow, or whenever the muse arrives. (Print 'em out, maybe, save 'em for a dry spell?) When you send us work, though, just let us know which "seed" it was that inspired you.

Wednesday (sometimes, or any other day!): HandyStuff Quickies: Resources for the poet, including whatever helps ease the pain of writing and/or publishing: favorite journals to read and/or submit to; books, etc., about writing; organizational tools—you know—HandyStuff! Tell us about your favorite tools.

Thursday: B.L.'s Drive-Bys: Micro-reviews by our irreverent Reviewer-in-Residence, B.L. Kennedy.
Send books, CDs, DVDs, etc. to him for possible review (either as a Drive-By or in future issues of Rattlesnake Review) at P.O. Box 160664, Sacramento, CA 95816.

Friday: NorCal weekend poetry calendar

Daily (except Sunday): LittleNips: SnakeFood for the Poetic Soul: Daily munchables for poetic thought, including short paragraphs, quotes, wonky words, silliness, little-known poetry/poet facts, and other inspiration—yet another way to feed our ravenous poetic souls.

And poetry! Every day, poetry from writers near and far and in-between! The Snakes of Medusa are always hungry.......!

_________________


Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their POETRY, PHOTOS and ART, as well as announcements of Northern California poetry events, to kathykieth@hotmail.com (or snail ‘em to P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726) for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.) Medusa cannot vouch for the moral fiber of other publications, contests, etc. that she lists, however, so submit to them at your own risk. For more info about the Snake Empire, including guidelines for submitting to or obtaining our publications, click on the link to the right of this column: Rattlesnake Press (rattlesnakepress.com). And be sure to sign up for Snakebytes, our monthly e-newsletter that will keep you up-to-date on all our ophidian chicanery.


Thursday, February 19, 2009

Hurling Song


Photo by Stephani Schaefer

WHY CAN'T

nations just sing
for territory like birds?

Think of it.
Can you see them?

Israeli and Palestinian,
Indian and Pakistani

lined up at borders
hurling song at one another.


—Stephani Schaefer, Los Molinos

___________________

THE SOUND OF LIGHT
—Stephani Schaefer

Light breaks over the sound,
a flat flash to the shore
where small stones cast long shadows
and ebbtide sucks soundlessly
at glistening strings of kelp.
Crabs scuttle sideways
leaving switchback markings in wet sand.
No sound, not even a gull,
as light silently grows.

__________________

Thanks, Steph, for the wondrous photo and poems! Watch for more of Stephani Schaefer's photos and poems in Rattlesnake Review #21, due out in mid-March.


Tonight!

Tonight, Thursday Feb. 19, 8 PM, The Snake posse takes a road trip to Luna’s Café (1414 16th St., Sacramento) for the premiere of our new, free Poetry Unplugged quarterly, WTF, edited by frank andrick. (For those of you just tuning in, Poetry Unplugged is the long-running reading series at Luna's Cafe.) For the premiere, frank has lined up an action-packed program: Open mic (bring poems), Josh Fernandez reading from his new littlesnake broadside (In The End It’s A Worthless Machine); featured poets from WTF (and free copies); more open mic; musicians Chelsea Wolfe and Levator, plus Art Luna’s famous liquados and so much more. Be there!

Here are some poems from Shawn Aveningo, one of the poets in the new WTF:


SUGAR, SPICE, AND STILLETOS
(Ode to Angelina)
—Shawn Aveningo, Rescue


To meander a mile in her Milano’s,
crimson carpet
unfurled before footsteps,
parading in pumps with such pomp,
every circumstance an occasion.
What power,
What pride,
what…..
…..a long way
to
fall
down.

Flats,
shiny black,
no platform
to launch
my dreams.
Simply me
in my Mary-Janes,
holding mommy’s hand.

_________________

SEASONS OF SAN FRANCISCO—
THE REAL TREAT
—Shawn Aveningo

Autumn.
Palace of Fine Arts.
Swans swim among
moss laden mirrors,
reflections murky.
Corinthian goddesses
backs turned to shield
a muse-less
façade.
Scaffolds scale
domed centerpiece,
as trolley cars unload
Nikon toting tourists.

NYC may have Sex
and the City, but I watched
young lovers here in San Fran,
their passion an art form
all its own.
So cosmopolitan
even without grey goose,
swans tuck
head under wing,
goddesses
turn a blushing cheek.
ah springtime
beneath golden gate.

_________________

FACING THE TRUTH
—Shawn Aveningo

Steichen's roses have faces in them.
I look in the mirror at my face,
a face now aging quicker than before,
when youth’s blush rosied my cheeky face,
I now face cheeks pink with roseacea,
I now face a complex maze of lines,
lines now covering a once alabaster face,
today wrinkled from facing life’s, well,
complexities. Facing the mirror, I frown,
hence my face’s divots deepening. Stop.
Put a smile on that face. Life has smiled
upon me, blessed me with faces of children,
faces of friends, family, both near and far,
yet behind the façade, a heart full of scars.


(first line is from Gabrielle Glancy’s “An Exercise in Sadness”, published in The New Yorker)

__________________

LIFESAVER
—Shawn Aveningo

Eyes ageless,
still ablaze,
hesitant to stare
into another’s,
fearful of drowning
in green pools perhaps,
this native unable
to swim among tidal
waves of emotion,
fearful of falling
overboard,
or worse.
I promise
I won’t let you sink.

__________________

B.L.'s Drive-Bys: A Micro-Review by B.L. Kennedy:

WHIPPED CREAM AND SUSHI
by Nila northSun
LRB #57 from
Lummox Press
PO Box 5301
San Pedro, CA 90733
48 pp., chapbook, $5

Whipped Cream and Sushi is a new collection from Nila northSun, and, like all the work that I have had the chance to encounter from this poet, it is a true pleasure of a read. I have had the opportunity to see Nila northSun read on two separate occasions, and both were wonderful experiences. I highly suggest that you, the reader of this Drive-By Review, hustle up $5 and order this very cool chapbook from Lummox Press before they all disappear. [See Conversations, Vol. 4, from Rattlesnake Press, for B.L. Kennedy’s interview with Nila northSun.]

—B.L. Kennedy, Reviewer-in-Residence

__________________

Today's LittleNip:

Surprise!
a moonflower fell—
midnight sound.

—Shiki

__________________

—Medusa


SnakeWatch: What's New from Rattlesnake Press:

Rattlesnake Review: The latest issue (RR20) is currently available at The Book Collector, or send me four bux and I'll mail you one. Deadline for RR21 was Sunday, Feb. 15; the issue will appear in mid-March. Next deadline is May 15 for RR22: send 3-5 poems, smallish art pieces and/or photos (no bio, no cover letter, no simultaneous submissions or previously-published poems) to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. E-mail attachments are preferred, but be sure to include all contact info, including snail address. Meanwhile, the snakes of Medusa are always hungry; let us know if your submission is for the Review or for Medusa, or for either one.

Also available (free): littlesnake broadside #46: Snake Secrets: Getting Your Poetry Published in Rattlesnake Press (and lots of other places, besides!): A compendium of ideas for brushing up on your submissions process so as to make editors everywhere more happy, thereby increasing the likelihood of getting your poetry published. Pick up a copy at The Book Collector or write to me and I'll send you one. Free!

New for February: Now available! A new rattlechap from Sacramento's Poet Laureate, Julia Connor (Oar); a free littlesnake broadside from Josh Fernandez (In The End, It’s A Worthless Machine); and the premiere of our new Rattlesnake Reprints, featuring The Dimensions of the Morning by D.R. Wagner, which was first published by Black Rabbit Press in 1969. Available from the poets or at The Book Collector (1008 24th St., Sacramento) or (soon) from rattlesnakepress.com/.

And on February 19, the premiere of our new, free Poetry Unplugged quarterly, WTF, edited by frank andrick, will be celebrated at Luna's Cafe, 1414 16th St., Sacramento, 8 PM. (For those of you just tuning in, Poetry Unplugged is the long-running reading series at Luna's Cafe.)

Coming in March: On Wednesday, March 11, Rattlesnake Press will be releasing a new chapbook from Norma Kohout (All Aboard); a littlesnake broadside from Patricia Hickerson (At Grail Castle Hotel); and a new issue of Rattlesnake Review (the Snake turns 21)! Join us at The Book Collector, 1008 24th St., Sacramento, 7:30. Refreshments and a read-around will follow; bring your own poems or somebody else's.


Medusa's Weekly Menu:


(Contributors are welcome to cook up something for any and all of these!)


Monday: Weekly NorCal poetry calendar

Tuesday:
Seed of the Week: Tuesday is Medusa's day to post poetry triggers such as quotes, forms, photos, memories, jokes—whatever might tickle somebody's muse. Pick up the gauntlet and send in your poetic results; and don't be shy about sending in your own triggers, too! All poems will be posted and a few of them will go into Medusa's Corner of each Rattlesnake Review. Send your work to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. No deadline for SOWs; respond today, tomorrow, or whenever the muse arrives. (Print 'em out, maybe, save 'em for a dry spell?) When you send us work, though, just let us know which "seed" it was that inspired you.

Wednesday (sometimes, or any other day!): HandyStuff Quickies: Resources for the poet, including whatever helps ease the pain of writing and/or publishing: favorite journals to read and/or submit to; books, etc., about writing; organizational tools—you know—HandyStuff! Tell us about your favorite tools.

Thursday: B.L.'s Drive-Bys: Micro-reviews by our irreverent Reviewer-in-Residence, B.L. Kennedy.
Send books, CDs, DVDs, etc. to him for possible review (either as a Drive-By or in future issues of Rattlesnake Review) at P.O. Box 160664, Sacramento, CA 95816.

Friday: NorCal weekend poetry calendar

Daily (except Sunday): LittleNips: SnakeFood for the Poetic Soul: Daily munchables for poetic thought, including short paragraphs, quotes, wonky words, silliness, little-known poetry/poet facts, and other inspiration—yet another way to feed our ravenous poetic souls.

And poetry! Every day, poetry from writers near and far and in-between! The Snakes of Medusa are always hungry.......!

_________________


Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their POETRY, PHOTOS and ART, as well as announcements of Northern California poetry events, to kathykieth@hotmail.com (or snail ‘em to P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726) for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.) Medusa cannot vouch for the moral fiber of other publications, contests, etc. that she lists, however, so submit to them at your own risk. For more info about the Snake Empire, including guidelines for submitting to or obtaining our publications, click on the link to the right of this column: Rattlesnake Press (rattlesnakepress.com). And be sure to sign up for Snakebytes, our monthly e-newsletter that will keep you up-to-date on all our ophidian chicanery.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

Time And Again


Alexa Mergen

CRUISE
—Alexa Mergen, Sacramento

Imagine setting off in a carved canoe
with a sail of woven palm leaves
through the doors to the unknown,
with a compass of coral stones.

Below swim creatures we'll never see,
above glide birds who surprise us.
We watch waves for signs of storms and islands,
their rippled language of pattern and anomaly.

The horizontal mountain of water calls us forward,
on our boats out and back and out we go,
we know we can twist a rope of coconut fiber
when we choose to tie up ashore.

__________________

Thanks, Alexa! Alexa Mergen has written poems and sought to bring poetry to others since she was a kid in Washington, DC, peddling yarn-bound collections of poems in the local park and distributing a typewritten neighborhood newspaper. She teaches workshops for children and adults and serves as an editor for people writing poetry collections and memoir. She published a chapbook, We Have Trees, with Swim Press (2005) and her poems, essays and book reviews appear in various journals.

__________________

LINES
—Alexa Mergen

Could that we listen as animals do.
Not ears pricked and alert in alarm
But, say, ears soft, early morning listening.

There is a blind boy who negotiates the world
Through clicks and claps, echolocating obstacles on his skateboard.

We share more with sea mammals than we remember,
With sky mammals than we will say.

To read these words engage the voice in your mind,
or shape the mouth, add breath.
Give sound to curves and lines, let waves vibrate infinitely.

As now that boy this moment skims a street and passes through this line.

__________________

EMPLOY
—Alexa Mergen

A sad man with a flat
garment bag stands
downtown after
a rainstorm. The plaza’s
smooth as a lake.
Wetness darkens walls
of buildings. Curbs
are clean. Streetlights
will shine in the dark—

lovely but for this man,
who searches a trash bin
as if reading a book, dainty
fingers, keen eyes, face
red with exposure.
He holds the tweed bag
beside him as if it
were a briefcase.

May it fill with
meaning for him,
food to sustain him.
May he love what
he finds. As we
of homes must love
our things, obtained, carried, shared,
our employment, means providing.

___________________

YET
—Alexa Mergen

Since the dog went blind we’re careful to put away clutter. Stepping out of shoes by the door means she’ll stumble, stray magazines become slicks, an abandoned chair a wall. Faced with each obstacle she retreats one step and I swear you can see her thinking, filing away information in a category labeled “exceptions.” Since Homo sapiens brought animals inside isn’t everything an exception to their natal maps? Dogs are tireless navigators of a human world, sofas and beds sole islands of safety.

And yet outside along the river parkway, in a meadow swept clear by occasional floods, the dog’s sightlessness is forgotten as she flies over gullies and crashes through scrub, olfactory compass engaged. For animals, even the soles of their paws are sensors. Watching her run I can believe the ground is just another plane, that with every step and twitch something in the air responds and embraces and holds her up.

__________________

Tonight at Bistro 33 in Davis:

•••Tonight (Weds., 2/18), 9 PM: Poetry Night at Bistro 33 proudly welcomes Mary Mackey and Brad Henderson. Mary Mackey is the author of 11 novels and 5 books of poetry, including The Notorious Mrs. Winston and Breaking the Fever. Her books have been hailed for possessing “meticulously accurate history detail” by Publishers Weekly, and her latest novel, The Widow’s War, will be released this fall. Mackey also occasionally publishes comedic fiction, such as the novels, Sweet Revenge and The Stand In, under the pseudonym Kate Clemens. In addition to writing poetry and fiction, Mackey frequently contributes to The Chiron Review, Redbook, Salon and various other print and online publications. Before her recent retirement, Mary Mackey was a professor of English and Writer in Residence at California State University, Sacramento.

When he’s not teaching for UC Davis’ University Writing Program Brad Henderson is publishing poetry under the name Beau Hamel. His poetry collection, Split Stock: Selected Poems, was published in 2006 by John Natsoulas Press, and his poems have been in such journals as Blue Unicorn, California State Quarterly, Dominion Review, and Pedestal Magazine. His 1997 novel, Drums, received an endorsement from Guns N’ Roses drummer Matt Sorum and was a hit with rock music fans. Outside of his duties at the university, Henderson plays the drums, practices martial arts, and busies himself with various creative writing pursuits in poetry, fiction, and non-fiction.

Poetry Night at Bistro 33, hosted by UC Davis faculty member Andy Jones, occurs on the first and third Wednesdays of every month beginning at 9 P.M. with an open microphone at 10 P.M. The event is free and open to the public.


Coming in March: Bay Area Poets Laureate Exhibit:

You are cordially invited to “Bay Area Poets Laureate”, a reception in Livermore hosted by Livermore Poet Laureate Connie Post on Saturday, March 7, from 1-4 PM at the Livermore Public Library, 1188 S. Livermore Ave., Livermore. This gathering is being held as a reception to kick off the photography exhibit, “Poets Laureate in California” by Ronna Leon (photographer). Come see the remarkable display of past and current Poets Laureate of California. The photo display will be in the main gallery of the Livermore Library. Refreshments will be served. Stop by anytime from 1-4 PM; from 2-3 PM, Bay Area Poets Laureate will read poems. Join us to enjoy Ronna Leon’s photography, meet Bay Area Poets Laureate, hear their poetry, and get a sense of history of the Poets Laureate Programs in California. Info: Connie Post (connie@poetrypost.com). Directions: from Hwy 580, take the North Livermore Exit. Head South. Keep going through town until you see the civic center and then the Library on your left.

__________________

This week, we're talking about time [see yesterday's post]. Taylor Graham writes: What else is poetry about? Oh yeah, love and death, but time's there too. Here's something time-ly:


AGES
—Taylor Graham, Placerville

Ancient, newborn again this month,
the moon perches on the edge of a skyline
jagged as granite failed in its strive
for summit. Ever farther from us,
the new moon shines no light into canyons
where cougar hunts,

and a benighted traveler shivers
as he listens to the river’s unfathomable
words, its deep old song of moons
sliced down to a sliver
as the mountains go about their endless
Sisyphus uplift and fall.

__________________

TIME AND AGAIN
—Mitz Sackman, Murphys

Time seems to me
To change with age
History is ten years ago
Not my father’s war
That is ancient history
Looking through a favorite catalog
With this morning's coffee
Saw a fresh-faced young woman
Wearing a tie-dyed dress
Sixties retro is back again
But I can remember
Wearing those clothes
When they were a statement of beliefs
Not just a fashion statement

__________________

Today's LittleNip:

TIME
—Kevin Jones, Fair Oaks

Used to think
It was just a
Weekly
Newsmagazine

Till I got
Hit & run
By his
Winged chariot

Hobbling still
“Time will
Do that”
People tell me

__________________

—Medusa


SnakeWatch: What's New from Rattlesnake Press:

Rattlesnake Review: The latest issue (RR20) is currently available at The Book Collector, or send me four bux and I'll mail you one. Deadline for RR21 was Sunday, Feb. 15; the issue will appear in mid-March. Next deadline is May 15 for RR22: send 3-5 poems, smallish art pieces and/or photos (no bio, no cover letter, no simultaneous submissions or previously-published poems) to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. E-mail attachments are preferred, but be sure to include all contact info, including snail address. Meanwhile, the snakes of Medusa are always hungry; let us know if your submission is for the Review or for Medusa, or for either one.

Also available (free): littlesnake broadside #46: Snake Secrets: Getting Your Poetry Published in Rattlesnake Press (and lots of other places, besides!): A compendium of ideas for brushing up on your submissions process so as to make editors everywhere more happy, thereby increasing the likelihood of getting your poetry published. Pick up a copy at The Book Collector or write to me and I'll send you one. Free!

New for February: Now available! A new rattlechap from Sacramento's Poet Laureate, Julia Connor (Oar); a free littlesnake broadside from Josh Fernandez (In The End, It’s A Worthless Machine); and the premiere of our new Rattlesnake Reprints, featuring The Dimensions of the Morning by D.R. Wagner, which was first published by Black Rabbit Press in 1969. Available from the poets or at The Book Collector (1008 24th St., Sacramento) or (soon) from rattlesnakepress.com/.

And on February 19, the premiere of our new, free Poetry Unplugged quarterly, WTF, edited by frank andrick, will be celebrated at Luna's Cafe, 1414 16th St., Sacramento, 8 PM. (For those of you just tuning in, Poetry Unplugged is the long-running reading series at Luna's Cafe.)

Coming in March: On Wednesday, March 11, Rattlesnake Press will be releasing a new chapbook from Norma Kohout (All Aboard); a littlesnake broadside from Patricia Hickerson (At Grail Castle Hotel); and a new issue of Rattlesnake Review (the Snake turns 21)! Join us at The Book Collector, 1008 24th St., Sacramento, 7:30. Refreshments and a read-around will follow; bring your own poems or somebody else's.


Medusa's Weekly Menu:


(Contributors are welcome to cook up something for any and all of these!)


Monday: Weekly NorCal poetry calendar

Tuesday:
Seed of the Week: Tuesday is Medusa's day to post poetry triggers such as quotes, forms, photos, memories, jokes—whatever might tickle somebody's muse. Pick up the gauntlet and send in your poetic results; and don't be shy about sending in your own triggers, too! All poems will be posted and a few of them will go into Medusa's Corner of each Rattlesnake Review. Send your work to kathykieth@hotmail.com or P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726. No deadline for SOWs; respond today, tomorrow, or whenever the muse arrives. (Print 'em out, maybe, save 'em for a dry spell?) When you send us work, though, just let us know which "seed" it was that inspired you.

Wednesday (sometimes, or any other day!): HandyStuff Quickies: Resources for the poet, including whatever helps ease the pain of writing and/or publishing: favorite journals to read and/or submit to; books, etc., about writing; organizational tools—you know—HandyStuff! Tell us about your favorite tools.

Thursday: B.L.'s Drive-Bys: Micro-reviews by our irreverent Reviewer-in-Residence, B.L. Kennedy.
Send books, CDs, DVDs, etc. to him for possible review (either as a Drive-By or in future issues of Rattlesnake Review) at P.O. Box 160664, Sacramento, CA 95816.

Friday: NorCal weekend poetry calendar

Daily (except Sunday): LittleNips: SnakeFood for the Poetic Soul: Daily munchables for poetic thought, including short paragraphs, quotes, wonky words, silliness, little-known poetry/poet facts, and other inspiration—yet another way to feed our ravenous poetic souls.

And poetry! Every day, poetry from writers near and far and in-between! The Snakes of Medusa are always hungry.......!

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Medusa encourages poets of all ilk and ages to send their POETRY, PHOTOS and ART, as well as announcements of Northern California poetry events, to kathykieth@hotmail.com (or snail ‘em to P.O. Box 762, Pollock Pines, CA 95726) for posting on this daily Snake blog. Rights remain with the poets. Previously-published poems are okay for Medusa’s Kitchen, as long as you own the rights. (Please cite publication.) Medusa cannot vouch for the moral fiber of other publications, contests, etc. that she lists, however, so submit to them at your own risk. For more info about the Snake Empire, including guidelines for submitting to or obtaining our publications, click on the link to the right of this column: Rattlesnake Press (rattlesnakepress.com). And be sure to sign up for Snakebytes, our monthly e-newsletter that will keep you up-to-date on all our ophidian chicanery.