From realpoetik at scn9.scn.org Wed Sep 3 10:29:12 2014 From: realpoetik at scn9.scn.org (RealPoetik Magazine) Date: Wed, 3 Sep 2014 13:29:12 -0400 Subject: [RealPoetik] Tod Marshall Message-ID: BUCCINATOR Bullock, buculus. Castrated young bull. Coiled horn. The long light shakes across the lakes: we buy in bulk. Give me that oral tradition, that ancient wordy call: gums, tongues, and mouths mouthing, eat, sucky, talk. Embouchure—outmoded by the carefree trumpet: toodle-oo to Gideon, Joshua, and Saul. Infinite surface, finite volume: it might be well to mention here that a bugle is sounded, not blown. O coppery Butte, O superfunded blunder, zinc-y need. A pit is the earth stripped. Regimented troops need their toots: Assembly, Dismiss, Reveille, and Tattoo; Knock Off Bright Work, Man Overboard, Bayonet, Abandon Ship. Sayeth the Boogie Woogie, The Boy, sayeth me. *Tod Marshall* lives in Spokane, Washington. His third book of poems, BUGLE, is forthcoming from Canarium Books. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From realpoetik at scn9.scn.org Fri Sep 12 07:58:04 2014 From: realpoetik at scn9.scn.org (RealPoetik Magazine) Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2014 10:58:04 -0400 Subject: [RealPoetik] Gregory Lawless Message-ID: BAD SAD HABITAT Do you know or have you ever heard of the Rhetoric of Sally? She’s the dream bucket who works at the Eidetic Mall. No one has branches like her, such cognitive glue. The Gnostics hid their coins in her like a bad cave. I mean: Remember the bully with the “magical matches”? The one with the mesh hat, who smelled like bait and orange soda and punched like a bookcase? The one with a black guitar named Antelope? Remember his chicken wing tattoo? The one who could only sleep if there was a motorcycle within 50 feet of his hut? Todd? He’s married to Sally! All he does now is sleep and wonder. And sleep and sleep and sleep and eat and sleep. *Gregory Lawless *is the winner of the 2013 Orphic Prize for Poetry and the author of *Dreamburgh, Pennsylvania* (Dream Horse Press, forthcoming). His poems have appeared in such places as *Pleiades, Third Coast, The Cincinnati Review, The Journal, Sixth Finch, Gulf Stream, The Bakery, *and* Verse Daily*. He lives in Waltham, Massachusetts. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: From realpoetik at scn9.scn.org Mon Sep 22 07:58:31 2014 From: realpoetik at scn9.scn.org (RealPoetik Magazine) Date: Mon, 22 Sep 2014 10:58:31 -0400 Subject: [RealPoetik] Valerie Hsiung Message-ID: LINGUAL BY WOOD Amid fledglings, Amid fledglings, the wind pumped cloud. Amid mechanical fledglings, the human hands mimic an eye amid clouds. Amid infidel clouds, clouds. Amid fledglings, the edge of cloud mechanized hand, I want to shower I want a shower *trial of___trial of ___trial of___trial of___trial of ___trial of___trial of___* Amid fledglings, this wo’ld, that wo’ld, not a foe of love indifferent or infamilial. Amid infidel clouds, cloude. *Valerie Hsiung*'s two books of poetry,* incantation inarticulate* and *under your face*, were both published in fall 2013 by O Balthazar Press . Her first full-length song record, *IS, or, The Moon Is Not Safe*, will be released end of 2014 with an EP premiere at Shapeshifter Lab in November. Latest and notable poetry and writing can be found or is forthcoming in print and digital with *American Letters & Commentary, Apiary, Denver Quarterly, Diode Poetry Journal, EOAGH: Journal of Arts, Hayden's Ferry Review, LOVEBook, New Delta Review, the PEN Poetry Series* and *VOLT*. A child of both the Bluegrass hills of Cincinnati and the Mojave desert of Las Vegas, Hsiung now lives and works around Brooklyn and Louisville. -------------- next part -------------- An HTML attachment was scrubbed... URL: