tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29313524618067517872024-02-07T00:20:47.800-05:00NOVEL POETRYFinding the poetic in novels and short storiesRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.comBlogger323125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-79885293715528052992013-07-20T16:11:00.000-04:002013-07-20T16:11:15.882-04:00Insect DreamsWho knows what<br />
poems he fashions<br />
in the darkness<br />
of a senseless life?<br />
<br />
— Kij Johnson, short story "Mantis Wives" in <a href="http://clarkesworldmagazine.com/johnson_08_12/">Clarkesworld</a>, nominated for Hugo and Locus awards for best short storyRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-71497095795908894222013-07-19T19:21:00.001-04:002013-07-19T19:21:08.350-04:00Her SkinSkin<br />
faint<br />
as<br />
refrigerator light.<br />
<br />
— Adam Johnson, short story "Nirvana" in Esquire's August 2013 issueRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-265295071001311142013-06-29T15:15:00.001-04:002013-06-29T15:15:18.440-04:00Strange FruitCrows gather in a tree<br />
barren of leaves<br />
and make its branches<br />
appear heavy<br />
with some black,<br />
poisonous fruit.<br />
<br />
— Benjamin Percy, "Red Moon"Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-88140797422827374372013-06-14T13:22:00.003-04:002013-06-14T13:22:43.481-04:00As IsYou're going to be as good as new.<br />
<br />
New was never all that good, he said.<br />
<br />
— Megan Mayhew Bergman, from the title story from her collection "Birds of a Lesser Paradise"Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-37546165669640190122013-05-30T18:10:00.004-04:002013-05-30T18:10:43.051-04:00LuggageHis suitcase<br />
yawns<br />
<br />
open<br />
on the floor.<br />
<br />
— Benjamin Percy, "Red Moon"Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-53200871138421487262013-05-29T22:27:00.001-04:002013-05-29T22:27:05.064-04:00Haiku for thoughtRobert Hass reads translations of haiku.<br />
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<a href="http://www.poetryfoundation.org/features/video/23#.Uaa4pWqNAPs.blogger">Selected Haiku by Issa : Poetry Everywhere : Video : The Poetry Foundation</a>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-78569424586335234662013-05-28T22:55:00.004-04:002013-05-28T22:55:36.785-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 54<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Raymond Carver, a master of the short story<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo by <span style="background-color: white; text-align: -webkit-right;">Marion Ettlinger</span></span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-89339986320613751542013-05-27T10:16:00.002-04:002013-05-27T10:16:24.373-04:00VisionOwing to her large, wide-open dark eyes<br />
she had an air of permanent surprise.<br />
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— Ilya Lyashevsky, short story "Tennie" in Bull No. 2Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-70997923974910944292013-05-18T19:37:00.002-04:002013-05-18T19:37:35.028-04:00Mother's EyesHis mother's eyes,<br />
intimate but<br />
untouchable,<br />
<br />
were the blue<br />
of great distances<br />
after sunset.<br />
<br />
— Flannery O'Connor short story "The Comforts of Home"Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-83091964029293151852013-05-17T03:03:00.000-04:002013-05-17T03:03:14.516-04:00CalmEven when<div>
the wind</div>
<div>
blows,</div>
<div>
the water</div>
<div>
does not </div>
<div>
ripple.</div>
<div>
<br /></div>
<div>
— Collin Kelley, novel "Conquering Venus"</div>
Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-72628456871239294262013-05-02T11:26:00.004-04:002013-05-02T11:26:58.949-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 53<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Benjamin Lytal, author of novel "A Map of Tulsa"<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo by Annie Bourneuf</span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-58305153095742378212013-04-21T13:48:00.000-04:002013-04-21T13:48:04.992-04:00Prose poemMany fine poets would<br />
retain their power<br />
<br />
even if their poems<br />
were printed as prose:<br />
<br />
the "poetry"<br />
is deep<br />
down<br />
in the language.<br />
<br />
— Dan Chiasson, in his review of new poems from Carl Phillips (The New Yorker, April 15, 2013, issue)<br />
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<br />Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-12667216530557548032013-04-17T13:16:00.001-04:002013-04-17T13:16:22.396-04:00Sense and NonsenseLife makes no sense at all.<br />
Neither does death.<br />
But in a weird way<br />
that I am now beginning<br />
to understand, it all<br />
makes perfect nonsense.<br />
<br />
— Paul Jenkins, "DC Universe Presents" No. 4, February 2012Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-83662715839546596612013-04-01T13:23:00.004-04:002013-04-21T13:49:00.417-04:00An Edge to IdWaka modulates charisma<br />
and id<br />
like a great comedian,<br />
giving<br />
his money-and-mollies<br />
routine a strident —<br />
or achly silly —<br />
edge.<br />
<br />
— Nick Catucci's review of Waka Flocka Flame's new album "Du Flocka Rant 2" in the March 28, 2013, issue of Rolling StoneRonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-6495000688846578392013-03-29T20:42:00.000-04:002013-03-29T20:42:16.230-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 52<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sherman Alexie, short story writer, poet, filmmaker and more.<br />
"The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven," "The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian" and "Blasphemy"<br />
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<span style="font-size: xx-small;">Photographer unknown</span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-89631786468807697592013-03-25T15:29:00.002-04:002013-03-25T15:30:30.593-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 51<br />
<span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">James Baldwin, novelist, poet, essayist and social critic</span><br />
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Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-55308717985130094582013-03-24T13:50:00.003-04:002013-03-24T13:51:54.771-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 50<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Collin Kelley, author of "The Venus Trilogy" novels, poet and Atlanta literary figure<br />
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<a href="http://www.ajc.com/news/entertainment/for-collin-kelley-poetry-is-a-calling/nWwPn/">Profile in today's Atlanta Journal-Constitution (click here for link).</a>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-83854026101596112782013-03-19T21:19:00.002-04:002013-03-19T21:20:17.281-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 49Rosecrans Baldwin, author of memoir "Paris, I Love You But You're Bringing Me Down" and novel "You Lost Me There"<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo by Susie Post-Rust</span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-66254921862348795582013-03-12T11:24:00.000-04:002013-03-12T11:24:54.609-04:00Cool-looking authors No. 48<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Gillian Flynn, author of the best-selling novel "Gone Girl"<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Photo by Heidi Jo Brady</span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-78015643145532727512013-02-23T18:24:00.000-05:002013-02-23T18:24:01.566-05:00The Cat in Freud's Hat<br />
Found a piece of paper in the yard apparently from a neighborhood kid's English assignment list on <i>Lord of the Flies.</i> One assignment option: You will create a PowerPoint presentation comparing the id, ego, and superego in <i>Lord of the Flies</i> and Dr. Seuss's <i>The Cat and the Hat</i>.<br />
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My observations: 1. We didn't have PowerPoint when I was in school (we had to use old-fashioned poster board for cool displays). 2. Why didn't they teach us there were Freudian concepts lurking in our Dr. Seuss books? 3. The book is <i>The Cat <b>in</b> the Hat</i>.<br />
Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-26581741275440915512013-02-19T14:24:00.004-05:002013-02-19T14:26:29.991-05:00A Zombie's Reflections, or A Husband's ReflectionsHer brain,<br />
all those coils,<br />
and her thoughts<br />
shuttling through<br />
those coils like fast,<br />
frantic centipedes.<br />
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— Gillian Flynn, "Gone Girl"Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-20877440281960292182013-02-09T18:41:00.002-05:002013-02-09T18:41:45.864-05:00MelodyThose<br />
crazy<br />
birds<br />
vomiting<br />
song.<br />
<br />
— William Saroyan, short story "Resurrection of a Life" (from "Best American Short Stories of the Century")Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-56453491389403908922013-02-01T18:34:00.000-05:002013-02-01T18:34:48.212-05:00Fear is a CannibalFear is a cannibal<br />
that feeds upon itself.<br />
It lives in every dark shadow —<br />
waits around every corner.<br />
It can be in two places at once<br />
... on the path ahead, yet<br />
somehow always behind you.<br />
Fear hides in every decision,<br />
questioning your every move.<br />
And it's your fault. You<br />
are the one who gives it life.<br />
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— Paul Jenkins, Batman: The Dark Knight, No. 1 (2011)Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-30978897897763432902013-02-01T11:06:00.005-05:002013-02-01T11:09:34.286-05:00I think of ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<a href="http://milkweed.org/blog/videos/cogitatio-mortis-motionpoem-by-eric-pankey/">Link here to a "motionpoem" - "Cogitatio Mortis" by Eric Pankey</a>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2931352461806751787.post-51196362506467216712013-01-23T11:45:00.004-05:002013-01-23T11:48:34.142-05:00Poetry's everywhere (or next to Megan Fox)Esquire's February 2013 issue features ... poetry.<br />
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Heck, they even promote it right there on the cover. The tease is to the right of Megan Fox: Our annual Poetry for Men section (just kidding about the "annual" part)<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="text-align: left;">ESQUIRE POETRY FOR MEN</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; text-align: left;">Trochees, iambs, and no requests for exegesis. An enjoyable few moments with poesy.</span><br style="text-align: left;" /><span style="text-align: left;">By Matthew Dickman, Galway Kinnell, Alex Lemon, Sharon Olds, Charles Simic, Jason Tandon, and Nick Tosches</span></span><span style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></span>Ronhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10456342758833055976noreply@blogger.com0