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All Things Seem Passable in May

May 1, 2011 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

For poetry that is at least skin deep!

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This month’s verse: To wit, Mr. Bill Jansen’s poem is a progressive work that more than simply affirms, as one might expect, the perspicacity and coherence of this extraordinary journal’s canon. Mr. William Trowbridge’s poem allows one to view the world of Foolishness in context of a post-racial, socially mediated age and its arrival as one of the multitude of outlets exemplifying Eliot’s “eggplant parmesan.” For his part, Mr. Douglas Turner comfortably apposes a similar sense of exultation with a gravamen re: members of the Family Formicidae. Similarly, Ms. Callie Cardamon’s work illustrates a gnarlier and hairier home-invading materia poetica. In other matters lyrical, Mr. David Alpaugh sheds light on a rural landscape that resists the technocratic discipline of, say, Keats or Denny’s. In our flashback poem, Ms. V.S. Frimmit writes with admirable clarity and concision on a subject of extreme complexity.

In our prose selections, cleverly apropos of the currently cultural memetics, The Bare-Fanged Contessa sharply defines a lycranthropic trend on her own terms. Apropos of nothing, Ms. M.B. O’Connor dines out to demonstrate the effect of illusory superiority and appetizers. Selflessly adrift in the ether, Mr. Matt Medina stretches to encompass the capsizing of consumer society amid the swells of global and virtual rough seas.

And in our classic asinine section, Mr. Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr. debuts here, with a loverly,  Gilbertian bauble.

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