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Table of Contents:
p. 3 chicken bone mojo – poetry, Mark Hartenbach, & art, Jeff Filipski
p. 14 cellophane rain – art & poetry by Eve Anthony Hanninen
p. 22 word gardens – various poets & photography by Cheryl A. Townsend
p. 39 praise the turning world – poetry, Michael Macklin & art, Jenny McGee Dougherty
p. 47 every beer, bud and cigarette – poetry, Bart Solarczyk & art, Ron Davis
p. 55 Contributors
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
your eyelids are heavy with poppy, & dream softly on my forehead
-georg trakl
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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Mark Hartenbach, Jeff Filipski
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art & poetry by Eve Anthony Hanninen
Procrastination
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Eve Hanninen
Not likely that a stroll in the misted morn’s pasture will kick
over lost dobbie stones, with their smoothed hollows for offerings,
though the milk flows aplenty in the dairy barn and red clover
nectar stirs the bees to euphoria in the east parcel. West points
the way to Sumas River and the turbulent flow of your emotions,
so says the Celtic shaman of my woolgathering, he who would read
the half-buried divining stones if they turned up, scorched
by firedrakes, scuffled by the bull’s hooves. But it’s far
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Eve Hanninen
Marshfield
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Eve Hanninen
Still Running
Back to Spring,
before you, before the hawk flew
by, back to two cups
black tea, one cup red
and hours spent, either safely scribbling
homage to clean thoughts,
or in chaste domesticity
where
Austin heat and Tampa
salt are distant charms,
the medallions you wear
in the photographs hidden
between old maps and letters.
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Eve Hanninen
If any had left me, as time left him, I’ve forgotten their eyes,
their excuses, their pieces de resistance: I’m seeing
someone else. No, none of them have names.
It’s the others, named but now unmemorable—
I left them all and I’m not sorry
anymore. They each may recall when,
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Eve Hanninen
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Eve Hanninen
Daucus carota,
the wee diced darlings of Mirepoix.
10th-Century treats
from Asia and Afghanistan.
Anthocyanin purples or carotene orange
for your carrot-honey pleasure,
for carrot jam.
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Eve Hanninen
Through Cellophane Rain
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various poets, photography by Cheryl Townsend
Flowers
I awoke to morning, or
was it evening with a rose?
The sun became itself suddenly
as the mists cleared and blossomed.
~Lewis Turco
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
they're gone, the way of brown trout, safe to eat, hooked off a pole
without a reel, dipped
twisting in the half light of the evening, the time when the sun is pulled down,
swamped by the tide of a purple gray sky
in carolina,
the pines stand so straight, chapel walls holding up the vaulted ceiling of its nave
a great burst of riotous power when they all bloom pink, white, lavender
for a small time of days or hours who can tell? not i with my
daily constitutional
of sorrow
when I watch my love now a lost soul trailing in a wilderness of partial light, diminished
light
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Shaking It Off
broke up
chunks of rutted ice
in the driveway
working shivery,
shirtless,
in the April sun.
~Tom Moore
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Tiptoes of Rain
~Lois P. Jones
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
The Gardener
~Bethan Townsend
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
under stars
Running is natural.
Hooves spike a pliant loam,
Avoiding every root or buried stone.
Water scent fluoresces its presence
As dotted lines of hooks and bounds;
Connected by delicate kinematics :
Hydraulic power and four place precision.
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Ache
~Wendy Howe
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
~Kenneth Pobo
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Orchard
~Wendy Howe
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Digging In
Suddenly I realize
that this is the last time
I will do certain things,
years before I expected.
Today, a new digging fork
to replace one with a broken handle
and tines bent moving too-heavy rocks,
one that lasted twenty-five years,
even when occasionally neglected and ill-used.
~Russell Libby
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Gardens
~Lewis Turco
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
~Kenneth Pobo
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Amusement Park
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
~T. Birch
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“garden” poets, Cheryl Townsend
Quiet as evening
Quiet as evening
slows the day
~Russell Libby
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poetry by Michael Macklin, art by Jenny McGee Dougherty
How It Dawns On Us
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
I think I am not
looking for god
only a place in me
where divine beginnings live.
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
Eighty Acres
holding him
from sun up to moonrise,
singing him to sleep
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
Voice
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Michael Macklin, Jenny McGee Dougherty
Gift
We could mourn
the lives that passed
through the fallen gate
or sit nearby on a sun-warmed stone
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poetry by Bart Solarczyk & art by Ron Davis
If I Fell
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
Sunrise scrambles me
cracks the shell & stirs
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
so snuggle up
take off your clothes
let me write a poem on you.
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
Pickled Tongue
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
we started in
I wrote her down
she said I had her all wrong
we hit it harder
nothing worked
someone had to go
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
we watched through
pin prick eyes
I saw everything
they didn't want me to.
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Bart Solarczyk, Ron Davis
I was born
I grew big
in a space
that grew small
I kicked outside
& ran the dream
close enough
to bite
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Featured Poets
Eve Anthony Hanninen is an American poet, writer, editor, and illustrator who resides
in the weather-lashed, Kaien Island harbor-town of Prince Rupert, BC, Canada. Her writing
often typifies her observations of how environment impacts human experience, and explores
the combined results in poetic form. Recent publications include 3 poems in the new
anthology edited by Lynn Strongin: Crazed by the Sun (2008); another appeared in Trim: The
Mannequin Envy Anthology (2007). Poems may be found in Sein und Werden (print and online),
Moondance, Wicked Alice, Origami Condom, Shit Creek Review, The Barefoot Muse, and The
HyperTexts, among numerous journals. A limited artist's-edition chapbook, as well as a
collection of poems under 15 lines are both in the works. Eve's latest bookjacket
illustrations adorn Ellaraine Lockie's Blue Ribbons at the County Fair, and Patrick Carrington's
Hard Blessings. Artwork was also contributed to Lana Ayers' Late Blooms Postcard Series. Eve
is Editor of The Centrifugal Eye Poetry Journal.
Mark Hartenbach battles intellectual confusion, existential malaise & clinical demons--
mostly to a standstill. he lives in a dying rust belt town along the Ohio river where barges
slice silently through the debris & trains wail in f minor.
Michael Macklin works as a carpenter to feed his body and as a poet to fee his soul.
He is an associate editor for The Café Review. He published his first chapbook, Driftland, with
Moon Pie Press and has had work in Animus, The Café Review, Rattle and other journals and
various anthologies. He holds an MFA from Vermont College. He is supported in his
writing by his wife, Donna, and his yellow dog, Murphy. There is no better lunch than a new
poem on rye with mayo.
Bart Solarczyk lives in Pittsburgh, PA with his wife, dog and three cats. He has been
publishing poetry in various small press mags & anthologies the past 26 years including eight
chapbooks. His most recent, Walt Whitman's Watching, is available at www.puddinghouse.com
or from him (mailto:bsolarczyk@comcast.net).
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featured artists
Ron Davis is a native of Louisville Kentucky currently sharing a home with Toby Press
author, Crystal Wilkinson in "Historic Midway"—America's favorite one-traffic-light town.
He is a graphic designer by trade who applies those learned skills thru his craft as a visual
artist. He's designed chapbooks and cd covers for various artists and has exhibited in solo
and group showings in Cincinatti, Louisville, Lexington, Clarksville and other cities, having
received a merit award recognition at the African American art exhibit at Louisville's Actors’
Theatre. If you are interested in purchasing artwork or are in need of his graphic design
services, then contact him at upfromsumdirt@yahoo.com.
Jenny McGee Dougherty is a visual artist who has planted her roots in Portland,
Maine. She is fascinated by the displaced, decaying and disappointing elements of her
environment. Pieces of rusted metal, a neon fiber resting in the mute grass, the death of an
organism, her work investigates these subtle narratives. Within these narratives emerge traces
of traditional textile weaving patterns, Buddhist adornments, third world shanty towns and
urban landscapes. Her work calls attention to ideas of progression and its effect on an
environment or a people. You may see more of her work at jennymcgeed.com.
Jeff Filipski has been writing and painting for thirty-five years. Throughout this time
his work has appeared in several venues from the Jazz Poetry ensemble of E.B.M.A in
Buffalo New York, to independent small presses such as The Hold, Mipo, Oranges and Sardines.,
Thunder Sandwich, Impetus, Lucid moon, rank stranger, non compos mentos, pure light, Fubbles press, In
word out, and others. Some of his paintings have made it internationally. He is currently
Unemployed and defying foreclosure
Cheryl A. Townsend is a poet and avid photographer. She is the co-founder of the
Women’s Art Recognition Movement (W.A.R.M.) and keeps active in the local arts scene. In
her own work, she looks for the unseen, the overlooked and the ignored to evoke an
appreciation for the not-so-accepted beauty, be that a spent bloom, a rusty slab of metal or
the blur of one’s imagination. She hopes in doing so, trash will truly become treasures and
recycling/reusing the status quo.
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cover artist
Pamela Perkins has spent her entire life working in the arts, primarily in
administration and marketing. An avid beachcomber, she has made many, many pieces of art
using materials found on the Maine and Massachusetts coastlines. In 2003, she was inspired
by a pile of old windows headed for the dump. Since then, she has concentrated on what she
calls "recycled glass collage," expanding her materials to include leftover shards of flat glass
and exploded blown glass from a local studio, among other found objects. She says her work
is about recycling, regeneration and renewal...presenting the public with a kind of history of
trash from several centuries. Although her work has been exhibited, and several pieces reside
in private collections, she is proudest of publicly installed work in healing environments.
One of her larger pieces resides in the Patient Education Room at the North Shore Cancer
Center in MA. She is delighted to be a part of the Spring 2009 issue of from east to west. If you
would like to contact her or join her mailing list, please email her at
pamela@pamelaperkins.net.
“garden” poets
T. Birch began writing poetry in 2001 after retiring from work due to a disability. Her
poems have been published online in various poetry journals over the past eight years,
including from east to west for which she is very grateful.
Wendy Howe is an English teacher and free lance writer who lives with her life partner
and teenage stepdaughter in Southern California.
Lois P. Jones was raised in Chicago, IL, home of primo baseball and blues. She
discovered poetry in Geneva Switzerland in the very best way--from a Frenchman who
broke her heart. Her work has been published in Rose & Thorn, The California Quarterly,
Kyoto Journal, Prism Review and other print and on-line journals in the U.S. and abroad.
She is co-editor of A Chaos of Angels (Word Walker Press) with Alice Pero and a recent
documentarist of Argentina's wine industry. In 2008, she was the recipient of IBPC's first
prize honor judged by Fleda Brown. You can find her as co-host at Moonday's monthly
poetry reading in Pacific Palisades, California and hear her as guest host on 90.7 KPFK's
Poet's Cafe. She is the Associate Poetry Editor of Kyoto Journal.
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“garden” poets
Neil C. Leach, Jr. began writing poetry October 6, 2002. Neil is 55 and has been
married to Denise most wonderfully for 28 years. While writing almost exclusively for his
own pleasure, Neil has written for/about Denise, his Mom, his Dad, his stepMom and
stepDad, his sons Marshall, Andrew and Darin, his friends at the PROJX, his friend PJ
Nights and his cats. The driving force behind Neil's writing and his hope for every potential
reader is "Have a good time. Write when you can ." Neil is retired and lives with Denise and
nine cats in sleepy Charlotte, North Carolina.
Russell Libby writes from Three Sisters Farm in Mount Vernon, Maine, where he's
been planting seeds for the past 25 years. His first book of poetry, Balance, A Late Pastoral,
was published by Blackberry Press in 2007.
Tom Moore lives in Brooksville, Maine. His poems have appeared in Worcester Review,
College English, Gob, and Ribbons. He has poems forthcoming in Wolf Moon Press Journal and
Bangor Metro. His essays have appeared recently in The Ellsworth American, The Bangor Daily
News, Maine Times, and NEATE's The Leaflet. He was a finalist in the 1975 Worcester Review
poetrycontest, and received an Honorable Mention in the 2009 Maine Writers Contest.
Kenneth Pobo had a new book of poems published in 2008 from WordTech Press
called Glass Garden . Also, his online chapbook, Crazy Cakes, was published and can be
accessed at scars.tv. Catch Ken's radio show, "Obscure Oldies," each Saturday from 6-8pm
EST at WDNR.com.
Bethan Townsend is 21 and plans to stay that way for the rest of her life. She is still
(unfortunately) a student but doesn't like to admit this and in an ideal world she'd be based
in Ireland writing for a living. Her favourite writers have been Allen Ginsberg and Dylan
Thomas for a very long time, but Charles Bukowski is rapidly catching up.
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“garden” poets
Lewis Turco's most recent books are The Museum of Ordinary People and Other Stories,
published in the fall of 2008, and Satan’s Scourge: A Narrative of the Age of Witchcraft in England
and New England 1580-1697, May 2009, both published by http://www.StarCloudPress.com
of Scottsdale, Arizona. He lives in Dresden, Maine.
~Pamela Perkins
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