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“Spring, the Sweet Spring”

April 15, 2014 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

THIS ISSUE’S VERSE: Nature bursts forth, as for some reason so too our contributors. For good or for ill. We begin this season-of-fecundity issue with Mr. M. F. Cassar, who offers a progressive work, one which more than decisively affirms, as one might expect, the perspicacity and concupiscence of this extraordinary journal’s mise-en-scène, avec Jimmy. Mr. Cassar continues to favor us with another poem that allows one to view the world in context of a post-racial, socially mediated age and its arrival as one of the multitude of paradigms exemplifying Primal Scream Therapy. For his part, Mr. Lyle Estill jarringly apposes a sense of immediacy with a sense of theater re: F. Scott Fitzgerald’s unfinished screenplay. Similarly, Ms. Beth Staas‘s work illustrates a historic breakthrough technically and compositionally, as well as being loaded, much like the first half of season one of Agents of SHIELD, with tragic and metaphysical portent. What begins as triumph soon becomes corroded into a cacophony of futility in Mr. Michael Estabrook‘s powerful compositions, neither of which we can understand either. Cleverly apropos of our current culture of self-reverence, Mr. Daniel Pravda sheds light on a post-moral landscape that embodies the failed technical sophistication of, say, The Croods. Hi, Creamsicle! All the while, horrifically Swedish poet Mr. Kjell Nykvist sharply defines a stunning moment in literary tradition based strictly on a jaundiced cynicism, parroting Bruce Jenner’s achingly sad attempts at baking. And Mr. Bill Jansen whose work explores the relationship between multiculturalism and vegetarian ethics, displays new variations generated from both constructed and deconstructed textures.

IN PROSE: Meanwhile, Ms. Nancy Rapchak writes with admirable clarity and concision on a subject of extreme complexity, understood only by advanced civilizations not just undiscovered but as yet unborne.

“At Tables Outside Supermarket Doors”

January 15, 2014 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

Life in 2014 proceeds apace

“The Blueblack Cold”

November 14, 2013 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

What do we know, what do we know of poetry’s austere and lonely offices?

“Like as a Huntsman after Weary Chase”

August 15, 2013 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

“Like as a Huntsman after Weary Chase”

“In the Fire of Spring / The Winter Garment of Repentance Fling”

May 15, 2013 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

The Fire of Spring

Lo! Now the Direful Monster

February 8, 2013 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

Lo! Now the Direful Monster

An Autumn Moon as Sad and Round as Adele

September 24, 2012 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

The Sweet, the Dim, the Dusty Air!

I Am But Summer to Your Heart

June 7, 2012 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

Doggerel Days

A Little Madness in the Spring

March 15, 2012 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

Our first seasonal issue.

Under the Weather

January 3, 2012 - by Mr. Shay Tasaday, Editor in Chief

Feeling under the weather

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