Visiting Writers Series
Spring 2013
01.31 Emily Barton & Melanie Rae Thon *
03.14 Lysley Tenorio ^
03.28 Clark Coolidge *
04.25 Matthew Zapruder & Brenda Shaughnessy +
* at Memorial Hall
^ at The University Club
+ at The University Museum of Contemporary Art
Upcoming events at Flying Object
Drawing Dogs
by Dustin Buchinski
Forgetting Sensation Eleanor Leonne Bennett
Horace has to bait the lure. He has to bait the lure and he uses a bottle of scent extracted from rabbits to do it. A scent extracted from pheromones of obscure glands and piss mostly. Horace walks through the kennel under the track where all the hounds look and sniff from their steel cages.
Finding Manchester
by Ashley Ellen Goetz
Untitled Ashley Ellen Goetz
* Note from the Editor
It was the last class of the semester and we had brought wine and food and sat in a circle and read poetry and drank our wine and ate our food. At the end of class, I offered Ashley a bottle of wine that I had brought and had remained unopened. She accepted. She offered me brie.
Armando Reverón
by Sara Majka
Inrush (center detail) Mia Pearlman
Museum of Arts & Design, NY
Maybe five or six years ago, when I was in the middle of a divorce from a man I still loved, I took the train into the city. We were moving often during this time, as if it were the best solution to a shattered life.
Interview: Abraham Smith
by Stella Corso
Abraham Smith is an American poet originally from Ladysmith, Wisconsin. Hank (2010) is his second full-length book of poems, after Whim Man Mammon (2007), both from Action Books. He now lives and writes in Tuscaloosa, AL, and teaches at the University of Alabama. This interview was conducted by Stella Corso on May 9, 2011.
When I first saw Abe Smith read at The Wonderland Ballroom in D.C. (during the 2011 AWP Conference), I felt like I had witnessed my generation’s version of Ginsberg deliver his infamous “Howl”.
Invincible Coyote
by Ben Kopel
The hopeful coyote
Allowed the animators
To run him through
With a hollow pipe
In the middle of his audition.
The Best Possible
by Colleen Barry
Rather Than To Only Understand (oil on canvas 52” x 42”) Priya Nadkarni
i want to sit idle
in a parking lot with my dad
i want a way into everything
with a baseball game behind me
Magic in Lori Baker’s Crash & Tell
by Adam Cogbill
Anyone who’s read a few reviews of small press books has probably observed that these reviews tend to cheerlead. I don’t say this by way of apology; in two paragraphs I fully intend to begin cheering for Lori Baker’s new collection of short fiction, and I don’t feel at all bad about it. But because Crash & Tell is about imagination, this seems as good a place as any to make a related observation: increasingly, it seems imagination is the particular mission of small press fiction. I mean imagination here as the conception of new logics, unconsidered systems of cause-and-effect, embracing bewilderment.
A Few Things to Consider
by Michael Bazzett
To Move a Body (Piggyback) Noah Krell
The blueness of snow shadows.
The flaring hoods of our simian nostrils.
The whorled inwardness of our ears.
The metaphysics of the screen porch.
The pleasant weight of a body in a hammock.
The puckered face of good whiskey.
Journals & Presses
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- Keyhole Magazine
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- Massachusetts Review
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- New York Tyrant
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Three Poems
by Andrew McAlpine
Touch the Candle, Not the Flame Tim Rand
Golden Oldies
A hulking slab of way back when
dribbling from the a.m.
exhorting the good times
to last in perpetuity
Music From Another Time
The Space-Time Continuum of Sent For You Yesterday
by Annie Kleeman
The Point and Environs, Pittsburgh, ca. 1950
Pennsylvania State Archives
We tend to think of time as linear—a sequential ordering of discrete episodes, years, days, hours, minutes, and seconds along a kind of yardstick, a static track that we follow as our lives progress.
The Gun at Kamurgersky
by Emily Culliton
Fangoria Nuria Rius
When I was twenty I spent this time in Moscow. Before I went, I studied Russian for a month and a half, learned five of the six cases, and thought I was doing pretty well. Then my teacher told me that the first year of Russian was devoted to the cases, the next four years to all the exceptions.
Heaven
by Reynaldo Sietecase // translated by Daniel Coudriet & Mariela Méndez
Nebula Camper Sarah Hotchkiss
The sky is really
a mirror of the sea
with killer waves
swordfish
shrimp
black mermaids
old writers
armed with tridents
