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Picture of Toni Morrison

I hereby nominate Toni Morrison for a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award

So, Bob Dylan won the Nobel Prize for Literature? I have to wonder if the Swedish Academy, which apparently won’t be enjoying the pleasure of his company at this week’s acceptance ceremony, isn’t getting a perverse pleasure out of putting some of us literary types in the uncomfortable position of having to criticize the choice […]

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The image is a reproduction of the first view of trapped, but later rescued, miners in the San Jose Mine near Copiapo, Chile. The image was captured from a video taken with a Chilean Government video camera. In the Pike River Mine disaster that occurred in New Zealand three months later, in which 29 miners died, there is no such image and to this day the bodies have still not been recovered.

Underground (a poem)

Underground by Judy Ray  In Chile and New Zealand, 2010   A rumble too loud, a silence too long. Families gather at the mine, and in surrounding desert a media tent city springs. Underground there is no glow to tell how night prolongs the day. They will be called heroes, champions, these miners in the […]

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Picture of a demonstration of a hummingbird drone

Surveillance

Whirly Bird hovers like a copter, and gazes in your window. He passes for a hummingbird although his tiny eyes are lenses. There’s nothing not subverted now, recruited for the art of war. He hovers like a copter and when he whirs away you’ll never know if he is just an iridescent little bird like […]

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American Roulette

The gun goes off in about two weeks We can’t guess why? where? or who? It could be you There will be blood terror screams sirens weeping makeshift shrines, funerals the shooter will be alive or dead Media will report nonstopnonstop non s-t-o-p! for a while and then? we will go back to the beginning […]

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One Grenade

“There will be many poems written in the shape of a grenade” —John Haines They’re in a helicopter or a Hummer or a plane with an open bay for the firing and dropping of weapons and a soldier accidentally drops a grenade and it rolls across the floor and explodes taking both legs and an […]

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Picture of the sun setting in the Sonoran desert

The Desert: 107 Degrees on Mother’s Day

The Desert: 107 Degrees on Mother’s Day by Judy Ray Oh, but it’s a dry heat! The chorus repeats like the continuous murmur of mourning doves rustling to rest in palm trees. With a gasp we step out into the oven, praying for mercy. A dry heat, yes! You could flick a flint against the […]

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