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Featured poet
Kristi Swadley
Interview by Aurora Antonovic ~
Question: Please tell us a little about yourself.
Answer: I never know what to say in response to such a question. Let’s see…I’m 28-years-old...
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I, along with other observant viewers and film nerds, have noticed a brief shadow of the filming helicopter at the beginning of Stanley Kubrick's The Shining. Some cry " blooper," but others wonder if the "mistake"...
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In Xanadu did Kubla Khan
A stately pleasure-dome decree:
Where Alph, the sacred river, ran
Through caverns measureless to man
Down to a sunless sea.
So twice five miles of fertile ground
With walls and towers were girdled round: ...
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Tell you what I like the best — 'Long about knee-deep in June, "Bout the time strawberries melts On the vine,— some afternoon Like to jes' git out and rest, And not work at nothin' else! Orchard's where I'd ruther be —...
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I killed a man again today, so it was not my first. I switched my gun from single shot, and killed him with a burst. I saw his face, I saw his eyes, I felt him question "why", Then I moved on, to kill again, and left him there to die. I...
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I used to be a cowboy, back in '52. And then I was a fireman for a year or two. And then I was a street cop, serving on the force, But these were just my childhood dreams, I never did them, of course. I went off and joined the Navy, To sail the...
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SUMMER OF 'SIXTY-THREE, sir, and Conrad was gone away- Gone to the country town, sir' to sell our first load of hay. We lived in the log house yonder, poor as ever you've seen; Roschen there was a baby, and I was only nineteen. Conrad, he took the...
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