william shatner by c. mcallister williams
william shatner told us there would be a reckoning.
we tell ourselves the waves are meant to devide.
william shatner by c. mcallister williams is out from alice blue in 2010. it is 10 pages of poetry. it is sewn together with handmade paper on its outside
subject matter in william shatner includes william shatner, blood, scented candles, country-western, anointing your clothing with sequins, and whalebone
the tone is epic, but there is some subject matter that is comically non-epic
william shatner is the uncommitted. he is wearing a combination.
earlier, with immortal science, he fondled his lollipop in my
backseat.
it is all lowercase, and ampersands (&) are used instead of "and." most of the poems have a pattern of 2-, 3-, or 4-line stanzas but they break from their pattern once or twice
there are five exclamation points!
& now: tribulation! our petty
vessels are all naught for william shatner
is shamed!
i have been friends with c. mcallister williams for around 4 years. he was one of the first "serious" poets i became friends with and he has influenced my reading and writing a quite a bit
here is the page for william shatner on alice blue’s website, and here is a limited edition version including a mirror
snowing fireflies by eric beeny
topics include shoveling a driveway, bird island, drilling into a museum exhibit, and growing umbrellas in your garden
stuffing my mouth with a rainbow of children’s refridgerator magnets
most of the paragraphs are one sentence long. the word “big” is used as an adverb a few times (“smiling big”)
there is a story where a kid gets repeatedly dominated and injured
When I was a kid, I went down the hot metal slide on my tummy and skinned my knee.
At the bottom I flew off the slide, scraping my elbow on some broken glass in the sand.
Staggering from the playground, I accidentally knocked over a bigger kid’s bicycle and the bigger kid punched me in the face.
A girl smaller than him, than me, scratched my neck, my chest.
The bigger kid pushed me and I fell to the ground, knocking my head against the pavement.
i have talked to eric in email and comments since june. he was one of my first regular readers after i started writing reviews, and he recommended aram saroyan’s minimalist poems to me
here is eric beeny’s blog, links to a lot of eric beeny’s fiction and poetry, and the snowing fireflies page on folded word’s website. here is an online chapbook by eric beeny. here is a video of eric beeny solving a rubix cube
make-believe love-making by ana c.
make-believe love-making by ana c. came out in 2010. it is 24 pages of poetry. copies are numbered up to #69topics include penises, semen, bad tasting pasta, sexism, and water beds
the poems are all lowercase except for the abbreviations “PETA” and “FML”
there is a poem called “hung: the vulgar slang definition”
instead of quoting various lines, here is a full poem i like
i hate your saliva
and you probably left me
because of my haircut
it’s generic
unworthy of description
and you think i look like a boy
i recently went to a reading (audio here) where ana c. read over skype. a lot of people laughed at the reading
here is an online chapbook by ana c., and here is ana c.’s blog (she posts poems on her blog pretty often)
you can read more of my reviews here; thanks everybody
