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Before I Got Lost
—Photo by Richard Hansen, SacramentoBOOK STALL—B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MAOften we choose a bookby its off colorlike "Sons and Lovers"perused for its cover,Here to browsefor what isélan vitalor we are...
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You Must Create Your Own Questions
ClefWAVES COLLAPSINGYears have gone by. They refuse to relentAnd form dense piles, like paperWritten on and confined to a single room.There is no sense in thinking about it;Almost anything one can...
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Poetry Is....
Alien Periscope—Photo by Katy BrownBIRDS IN THE ZOMBIE SHED—Katy Brown, Davis What the heck is this poetry stuff, anyway?Not everything a poet writes is poetry.Poetry doesn’t have to be written by...
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How To Say Hello
Ballet Folklorico, Sacramento County Fair—Photo by Michelle Kunert, SacramentoIMMORTAL DANCE—David Iribarne, Sacramento In the beginning,we often danced,just not together.We often would sidestep each...
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Dreams Made of Thread
LAP CAT (for Spirit)My jealous cat demands my lapthough piled with books and pen and pad—with words escaping from my head—my half-grown and possessive cat—though getting much too big for...
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Ah, Those Nudist Gals—
Old Bridge—Photo by Katy Brown, DavisTHE ANTEBELLUM LADIES' NUDIST SOCIETY—Nancy Haskett, ModestoI.Twice a monthduring those unbearably hothumid weeks of summer,they come together—on a day when house...
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Erect Pucker??
Natalie Diaz reading at Sac. Poetry Centerlast Monday (June 10)—Photo by Michelle Kunert, SacramentoD.A.R.—Tom Goff, CarmichaelMy proper Methodist grandma church organistorganized spelling bees, sewing...
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Under the Sun
—Photo by Charles MarianoWHERE OLD TRACTORS GO TO DIE (Bright’s in LeGrand)—charles mariano, sacramentodriving down Plainsburg roadjust off the 99,on an overcast, early evemiles and milesof...
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From the Other Side of the Poem
—Drawing Given to D.R. Wagner by Tom Kryss, 1968A PARTIAL VIEW all by all and deep by deep and more by more they dream their sleep ...e.e. cummingsHe caught the...
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He Never Missed a Game
BASKETBALL—David Iribarne, SacramentoOrange with black linessphere-shapedsmooth surface.Like the beat of a drum, it hits against the concrete.Whenever I play, I thinkof how my father introducedme to...
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The Poem of Your Life
—Photo by Robert Lee HaycockWE'RE FINISHED—Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochWe're finished now with lost keys, the dustof accidentals and half-rests, the sheetmusic disarrayed and uncollate, the songwas...
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Ah, Those Old Nudes...
ART DECODear Ladies, of the fountain, of the age, of the year that holds its place in time,self-mesmerizing in your glamour,bobbed hair, bow lips,posing so pretty, oh,and so expressionless—by the...
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With What Bird's Wings?
Poppie—Photo by D. R. Wagner, Elk GroveDAYTIME DREAMING—Tu Fu (712-770 A.D.)In the second month, sleeping a lot, all sleepy and dazed,Are the nights not shorter?—asleep at midday.With warm air of plum...
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Half-Rests Under Sun
Sacramento Gay Men's Chorus sings Abba atCrocker Art Museum —Photo by Katy Brown, DavisACCIDENT—Taylor Graham, PlacervilleShe left the music running, Deathand the Maiden giving up to Winterreise.First...
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Solstice: The Season Turns
—Photo by Robert Lee Haycock, AntiochTHE MOON'S BED, THE BRIDE'S BED—W. S. Rendra (Indonesian)The moon's bed, the bride's bed:An azure blue skyHeld up by ancient hands;A cricket flutters...
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Here We Make Dreams
A VOCABULARY OF THINGSWhat is more real,The howling of the wolves?The grinding of the mill wheel grinding wheat?The dagger punched into a backWhen the night stops for a moment,Then runs out of hours...
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Forever in the Mansion
Sebastopol Cemetery—Photo by Cynthia Linville, SacramentoJEAN DE LA CROIX (b. June 24, 1542)—B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA Quand je bois detes motsune flamme entourea numen d´espritde tradition...
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Dioramas and Dreams
—Photo by David IribarneLOVE'S FUNERAL—David Iribarne, SacramentoMake sure I don’t fallI enter the waterawakeningBleeding for nothingjust because you breatheis why I breathenever free enough to find...
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A New Page of Yearning
COMFORT HERPut your arm around her ragged shoulder. Kiss her straggled hair.Perfect her with your sympathy, her blunthands to her face, her sweater wet with tears.Hold her tight to your chest, though...
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Super-Moon
Dragon's Teeth—Photo by Katy BrownMONSTERS—Katy Brown, DavisWe leave forgotten monstersin the carport near the mower— let them weather and crackin frost and rain.These sad humbugs, coveredin dust,...
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