Dusty Dog Reviews The whole project is hip, anti-academic, the poetry of reluctant grown-ups, picking noses in church. An enjoyable romp! Though also serious. |
Nick DiSpoldo, Small Press Review (on Children, Churches and Daddies, April 1997) Children, Churches and Daddies is eclectic, alive and is as contemporary as tomorrows news. |
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Making Sense out of the Economy
I heard a news reporter on News Radio 780 (AM) WBBM in Chicago discuss the economy in a business report that things have not been looking very good in general for the economy. The reporter mentioned something that stuck in my head; he said (with a dismal tone to his voice) that Right now, unemployment... could only go up.
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RegretsBernard Gieske
The frog
Our regrets
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Defining Human LifeDont worry, this isnt about abortion or when life begins... Its deciding if a chimpanzee is a human being. Really.
I was staying at a hotel, and they dropped a local newspaper at our hotel door (funny, most hotels usually drop off a USA Today, but whatever), and since I didnt have time to scour the paper for any interesting stories, I just pulled out the stories with valuable (or at least interesting) headlines. The Commercial Appeal (Friday, 09/27/07, http://www.commercialappeal.com) had a headline across the top of the second page the headline, Can chimp be a person? Court to decide which made me think that this had to be a story worth saving.
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SnakeHank Sosnowski
She dances to the edge of the stage
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BioHenry SosnowskiHenry Hank Sosnowski, South Chicago born Polish-American followed his gypsy heart across America from Alaskas Aleutian Islands to North Carolinas shore. Following Brechts edict that an artist must First feed the face, then talk right and wrong, Sosnowski worked as a newsboy, caddy, fry cook, steel worker, blues musician, pipefitter, pool hustler/card shark, landscaper, railroad brakeman, auto part salesman, actor, warehouse manager, womans clothing rep, waiter, missionary, writer, Alaskan game warden, book store manager, morning DJ, corporate VP, marketing director, dishwasher, factory worker, car salesman, handyman, customer service rep, janitor, teacher, hot rod show promoter. Sosnowski currently lives and teaches in Reno, Nevada, inspiration for his one-man traveling show: Write Before Your Eyes! Hank the Revelator - Live on Stage 24/7! For one week, Sosnowski comes to town to write/perform/live on an outdoor stage replica of a 1930s writers; garret, melding written, spoken and performance art. Sosnowski is the winner of the 2006 Sierra Arts Foundation Writers Grant.
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HomecomingMel Waldman
At the homecoming, we never talked about what had The town welcomed me home. Thats all.
Yesterday (or perhaps, many Yesterdays have vanished), There was an accident, you see.
Ive been asleep, they tell me-in a deep coma for one Where have I been? Have you seen me somewhere? Have you?
Im back, but part of me is far away. I wish I were there. What Perhaps, theres a purpose to this-being here and not the other place.
Yet I cant find a trace of humanity. Back home, the human race has Still, not a vestige of soul caresses me, even when I gaze into the
fragile eyes of my beloved. She used to wear a vast gentle sadness. Waste Land where the glow of a full moon covers us at night,
penetrating, watching from above, within. I believe the sun Where am I? Where?
Gazing into her hypnotic eyes, I discover a chilling
image that cuts my soul in half. Within the icy is the strangely familiar image of my dark
twin beckoning me to come home, to vanish, like Time, inside the Void...
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BIOMel Waldman, Ph. D.Dr. Mel Waldman is a licensed New York State psychologist and a candidate in Psychoanalysis at the Center for Modern Psychoanalytic Studies (CMPS). He is also a poet, writer, artist, and singer/songwriter. After 9/11, he wrote 4 songs, including Our Song, which addresses the tragedy. His stories have appeared in numerous literary reviews and commercial magazines including HAPPY, SWEET ANNIE PRESS, POETICA, CHILDREN, CHURCHES AND DADDIES and DOWN IN THE DIRT (SCARS PUBLICATIONS), PBW, NEW THOUGHT JOURNAL, THE BROOKLYN LITERARY REVIEW, HARDBOILED, HARDBOILED DETECTIVE, DETECTIVE STORY MAGAZINE, ESPIONAGE, and THE SAINT. He is a past winner of the literary GRADIVA AWARD in Psychoanalysis and was nominated for a PUSHCART PRIZE in literature. Periodically, he has given poetry and prose readings and has appeared on national T.V. and cable T.V. He is a member of Mystery Writers of America, Private Eye Writers of America, American Mensa, Ltd., and the American Psychological Association. He is currently working on a mystery novel inspired by Freuds case studies. Who Killed the Heartbreak Kid?, a mystery novel, was published by iUniverse in February 2006. It can be purchased at www.iuniverse.com/bookstore/, www.bn.com, at , and other online bookstores or through local bookstores. Some of his poems have appeared online in THE JERUSALEM POST. Dark Soul of the Millennium, a collection of plays and poetry, was published by World Audience, Inc. in January 2007. It can be purchased at www.worldaudience.org, www.bn.com, at , and other online bookstores or through local bookstores. A 7-volume short story collection was published by World Audience, Inc. in May 2007 and can also be purchased online at the above-mentioned sites. I AM A JEW, a book in which Dr. Waldman examines his Jewish identity through memoir, essays, short stories, poetry, and plays, was published by World Audience, Inc. in January 2008.
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My Lady, MariaMichael Lee Johnson
Like a good Rembrandt,
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BioMr. Michael Lee Johnson lives in Chicago, IL after spending 10 years in Edmonton, Alberta Canada during the Viet Nam era. He is a freelance writer and poet. He is heavy influenced by Carl Sandburg, Robert Frost, William Carlos Williams, and Leonard Cohen. 200 plus poems pending publication or published. He is a member of Poets & Writers, Inc; Directory of American Poets & Fictions Writers: pw.org/directory. Recent publications: The Orange Room Review, Bolts of Silk, Chantarelles Notebook, The Foliate Oak Online Literary Magazine, Poetry Cemetery , Official Site of Laura Hird, The Centrifugal Eye, Adagio Verse Quarterly, Scorched Earth Publishing and many others. Published in USA, Canada, New Zealand, Nigeria Africa, India, United Kingdom. |
PremiseG.A. Scheinoha
What if you grew a second belly button,
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IndoctrinationKenneth DiMaggio
Indoctrination
it just takes a swallow Zerozerozero
And no matter how many you accumulate
My soul must have had plastic surgery
take whatever remaining
Without
But even if you manage to win Ape ape
It is you
it is your turn
And instead of swinging
let us just take the beauty of fire
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The Man In The CornerAmber Rothrock
The man in the corner
The girl behind the counter
Before the man in the corner The man in the corner
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A Return From Retreat, Pt. IIJoe Frey
Along the memory banks
a twig - with natural influence
sunlight warms my skin
all this I collect while I bask
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Will Work For FoodJames L. Daniels
I am many things; most of all depressed like a homeless man asking for change,
I had a job, counting the tears that feel from my face, guess I wasnt fast enough.
I put on my best suit and took a marker and inscribed,
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UntitledJinesh Patel
Cancel the coffee
Tell me once again
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Star-crossedJefree
It all seems like pre-teen years
Place & time mean everything
I taste the bitter tears of wives
What a trap, what a test-
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morning childStanley M Noah
the sun is peeking
above the flat
like a child
across the level
kitchen table, and
enough to reach
lemon drops rolling--
are heard coming,
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Calling the Kettle BlackSarah Marie
your chest is an icebox
I blink, time passes.
I sigh, the clock proceeds.
all as
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You Will Never Know HerJulia ODonovan
She will walk by you
Days - Months
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Gossip TableEric S. Mackey
Teeth chatter and
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Anti-AnticipationShannon Krol
Anticipation will be the death of me.
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A Sermon to the SelectSerena Spinello
Worship me
Haggard hide
I’m here to afflict you
Bouquets of blunder Who begat fulfillment?
Noticeably not you.
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Bio, 09/04/07Serena Spinello is 26 years old and lives in New York. She has been published several times, both online and in print. She will eat anything that is covered in peanut butter and seeks to make the people around her feel extremely awkward, as often as she can.
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Information on the Artist Peter SchwartzAfter years of writing and painting, Peter Schwartz has moved to another medium: photography. In the past his work’s been featured in many prestigious print and online journals including: Existere, Failbetter, Hobart, International Poetry Review, Red Wheelbarrow, Reed, and Willard & Maple. Doing interviews, collaborating with other artists, and pushing the borders of creativity, his mission is to broaden the ways the world sees art. Visit his online gallery at: www.sitrahahra.com.
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JobJohn Grey
Im watching an ant I kill the damn insect.
The following ant stops
No place for sorrow in this kingdom,
Yes I watch ants, kill ants...
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In ClothesHolly Cross
Yeah but,
I dont care about clothes.
Id hide behind a tree
O the great lengths I would go to hide
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EntrepreneurGerald A. McBreen
Scars across his back a painful reminder, made Saul cautious even in a friendly crowd like this. A lesson learned the hard way curtsey of Roman whips.
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The Ultimate AntioxidantPat Dixon
Given your prior trainin as a nurse, dear Momolicious, your advice bout eatin foods with tons o lovely antioxidants is most persuasive, said Joel Hazard to his housemate.
By 10:30 the next morning, Moreen Robinson, office manager to Dean Francis X. Perkins at Witherspoon Academy, had e-mailed three friends her version of Joels pun: Q. Whats the most effective antioxidant? A. As far as GM and Ford are concerned, its Toyota. At 11:15, Doctor Harold French, the Registrar, and Captain Carl Wallace, the newest Assistant Academic Dean, overheard her saying essentially the same thing over the phone to the secretary of the Department of Chemistry, who had called to ask what forms a professor should fill out to report a case of student plagiarism.
At 2:15, when Doctor Brian Weinstein, Assistant Professor of Chemistry, came into the main office for his mail, Mrs. Doris Wilson called out loudly to him.
At 3:17, Dean Perkins shared the same joke with the nine department heads, the Director of the Academy Library, and two of his three assistants, including Captain Wallace. In his version, the best anti-occident was that Oscar-winning film, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragonwhateverthe one that stole Oscars from American films, you know.
At 4:32 p.m., Joel Hazard put the final touches on his paint jobthe huge heating-and-cooling unit in the office of Doctor Lindsey Ames, Professor of English. He taped five Wet Paint signs nearby. Then, gathering up his drop cloth, his brush, and his small can of ivory semi-gloss paint, he opened the door to the corridor.
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Behind the Lines:Gerald Bosacker
Our country is obsessed with obesity, and I, loyally, try to do my part. Each morning, before I step on the scales, I trim my toe nails, shave off my whiskers, remove what teeth come out, take off my heavy wristwatch and pajamas and then take a deep breath so I am inflated with weightless air.
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KampucheaJon Wesick
No one steals from Stereo Thay and gets away. I should have known better, but arrogance from years of being his white puppet blinded me to the danger. Sure, I could have hopped the first plane home, blown my cash in a few weeks paying retail for diluted heroin, and ended up breaking into apartments to pay for my fix. That wasnt much of an option, so I stayed put waiting for my chance at a big score. When Nahwee told me she knew the combination to Thays safe, I put together a plan.
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Lob and GodJim Meirose
Lob rose from his knees and leaned looking out the window, clutching the steel grating covering the pane. He was not afraid anymorenothing had disappeared, not yet, since the last time. He stopped shaking, he wiped the last tear from his eye. He breathed easy. It had been a bluff, again. As always, far off on the horizon still stood the tall white steeple. Under that steeple, Lob knew, lived God, in a cold golden tabernacle, with a small candlestick standing next to the tall white rock the tabernacle was set in. The small candlestick had a red glass shade and its soft glow meant God is still here, be reverent. As a boy hed been told by a nun in grammar school that theres a great tall golden candlestick like that in heaven, glowing brightly within a red glass shade, that stands by the throne of God, in the bright light, in the clouds. And if that candle ever goes out, God and everything else would cease to be. The red glass covering shielded the flame from the soft cool breezes in heaven. And after she said that the nun would cross herself and take out a black rosary and kiss the silver cross, with her large eyes closed. And then shed open them and tell Lob, Dont tell anyone about the candle, though its one of Gods secrets. Lob flexed his hands on the grating and thought how lucky it was that everyone did not know this, how fragile our existence is, held at the mercy of a flickering flame. He always wondered how many other secrets God had. He always wondered why hed been told this one. The steeple faded off into the horizon and the steel grid of the grating pushed his hands away and he turned facing the room where Frankie Super sat in red pants and a green shirt at the edge of his bunk, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.
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Globalization: Plan or PlotGary Beck
The illusion of freedom is a dangerous deception that effects many educated Americans, insufficiently aware, if at all, of the feral nature of our capitalist based system. Corporate megaliths, gone global, are increasingly abandoning the face of responsibility to national interests. The welfare of American citizens is of little or no consequence to the mostly anonymous dominant stockholders and corporate officers, whose only concerns are for the well-being of their vehicles of capital. When a corporation becomes diversified internationally, so that the course of local events does not interfere with over-all profits, the concept of domestic obligation is no longer valid.
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Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out and the different coloured pages and the variety of writers styles. Too many literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
Children, Churches and Daddies. It speaks for itself. Write to Scars Publications to submit poetry, prose and artwork to Children, Churches and Daddies literary magazine, or to inquire about having your own chapbook, and maybe a few reviews like these.
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We can succeed in shifting agriculture away from factory farming, saving millions, or even billions of chickens, cows, pigs, sheep turkeys and other animals from cruelty. A vegan, cruelty-free lifestyle may be the most important step a person can take towards creatin a more just and compassionate society. Contact us for membership information, t-shirt sales or donations.
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MIT Vegetarian Support Group (VSG)
functions: We also have a discussion group for all issues related to vegetarianism, which currently has about 150 members, many of whom are outside the Boston area. The group is focusing more toward outreach and evolving from what it has been in years past. We welcome new members, as well as the opportunity to inform people about the benefits of vegetarianism, to our health, the environment, animal welfare, and a variety of other issues.
Dusty Dog Reviews: These poems document a very complicated internal response to the feminine side of social existence. And as the book proceeds the poems become increasingly psychologically complex and, ultimately, fascinating and genuinely rewarding.
Dusty Dog Reviews: She opens with a poem of her own devising, which has that wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternaks Doctor Zhivago. The atmosphere of wintry white and cold, gloriously murderous cold, stark raging cold, numbing and brutalizing cold, appears almost as a character who announces to his audience, Wisdom occurs only after a laboriously magnificent disappointment. Alas, that our Dusty Dog for mat cannot do justice to Ms. Kuypers very personal layering of her poem across the page.
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA Indeed, theres a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as theres a good balance between words and graphics. The work shows brave self-exploration, and serves as a reminder of mortality and the fragile beauty of friendship.
Mark Blickley, writer You Have to be Published to be Appreciated. Do you want to be heard? Contact Children, Churches and Daddies about book or chapbook publishing. These reviews can be yours. Scars Publications, attention J. Kuypers. Were only an e-mail away. Write to us.
The Center for Renewable Energy and Sustainable Technology The Solar Energy Research & Education Foundation (SEREF), a non-profit organization based in Washington, D.C., established on Earth Day 1993 the Center for Renewable Energy and Sustainable Technology (CREST) as its central project. CRESTs three principal projects are to provide: * on-site training and education workshops on the sustainable development interconnections of energy, economics and environment; * on-line distance learning/training resources on CRESTs SOLSTICE computer, available from 144 countries through email and the Internet; * on-disc training and educational resources through the use of interactive multimedia applications on CD-ROM computer discs - showcasing current achievements and future opportunities in sustainable energy development. The CREST staff also does on the road presentations, demonstrations, and workshops showcasing its activities and available resources. For More Information Please Contact: Deborah Anderson dja@crest.org or (202) 289-0061
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Okay, nilla wafer. Listen up and listen good. How to save your life. Submit, or Ill have to kill you.
Okay, butt-munch. Tough guy. This is how to win the editors over. Carlton Press, New York, NY: HOPE CHEST IN THE ATTIC is a collection of well-fashioned, often elegant poems and short prose that deals in many instances, with the most mysterious and awesome of human experiences: love... Janet Kuypers draws from a vast range of experiences and transforms thoughts into lyrical and succinct verse... Recommended as poetic fare that will titillate the palate in its imagery and imaginative creations. Mark Blickley, writer: The precursor to the magazine title (Children, Churches and Daddies) is very moving. Scars is also an excellent prose poem. I never really thought about scars as being a form of nostalgia. But in the poem it also represents courage and warmth. I look forward to finishing the book.
You Have to be Published to be Appreciated.
Dorrance Publishing Co., Pittsburgh, PA: Hope Chest in the Attic captures the complexity of human nature and reveals startling yet profound discernments about the travesties that surge through the course of life. This collection of poetry, prose and artwork reflects sensitivity toward feminist issues concerning abuse, sexism and equality. It also probes the emotional torrent that people may experience as a reaction to the delicate topics of death, love and family. Chain Smoking depicts the emotional distress that afflicted a friend while he struggled to clarify his sexual ambiguity. Not only does this thought-provoking profile address the plight that homosexuals face in a homophobic society, it also characterizes the essence of friendship. The room of the rape is a passionate representation of the suffering rape victims experience. Vivid descriptions, rich symbolism, and candid expressions paint a shocking portrait of victory over the gripping fear that consumes the soul after a painful exploitation.
Dusty Dog Reviews (on Without You): She open with a poem of her own devising, which has that wintry atmosphere demonstrated in the movie version of Boris Pasternaks Doctor Zhivago. The atmosphere of wintry white and cold, gloriously murderous cold, stark raging cold, numbing and brutalizing cold, appears almost as a character who announces to his audience, Wisdom occurs only after a laboriously magnificent disappointment. Alas, that our Dusty Dog for mat cannot do justice to Ms. Kuypers very personal layering of her poem across the page. Debra Purdy Kong, writer, British Columbia, Canada (on Children, Churches and Daddies): I like the magazine a lot. I like the spacious lay-out and the different coloured pages and the variety of writers styles. Too many literary magazines read as if everyone graduated from the same course. We need to collect more voices like these and send them everywhere.
Fithian Press, Santa Barbara, CA: Indeed, theres a healthy balance here between wit and dark vision, romance and reality, just as theres a good balance between words and graphics. The work shows brave self-exploration, and serves as a reminder of mortality and the fragile beauty of friendship.
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