Poems by Aimee Delong
Cat, Poem, & Notes (poetry & fiction)
by Ralph-Micheal ChiaiaCharlie Parker's Garden (poetry) by Puma Perl
Red Mama (artwork/poetry) by Moctezuma Johnson
The Mob (poetry) by Doug Draime
Willie Lepers (music video) by Norman Ball
Sometimes Suicidal by Aimee DeLong
The Beginning
When I was one
I found my bun
When I was ten
I found my pen
When I was twenty
I found my Wendy
When I was thirty
I found the air dirty
When I was forty
I found life naughty
When I am fifty and sixty and seventy and eighty
How many more findings I will make and feel hasty?The Mouse, A Mouse
if the little mouse became
as boundless as the sky as it wishes
the sky would become
as free as a cloud
the cloud
as powerful as a wind
and if the wind became
as unshakable as a wall
the wall would become
as penetrating as a mouse
and the little mouse
a mouseComics of Kanata
in London we speak like Americans
in New York, we sound like Britons
we mean to have American economy
British politics, French culture
yet we are lost in British economy
French politics, and American culture
one reason is we only look skookum
another is too proud of our face off
our blue line, and especially our puck
more important perhaps, we pronounce z as zed
rather than zee, eh?The Art of Postmodern Arithmetic
one plus one
always
equals
three
two minus two
often
leaves
one
three times three
seldom
leads to
nine
four divided by four
never
amounts to
oneThe Fat Fabulous
easy-going, they
gab; they
grin; they
giggle; they
guffaw; they
gossip; they
gyrate; they
goof off; they
galumph; gooey
Book Reviews:
Dancing on Thin Ice by George Anderson (review by Ralph-Michael Chiaia)
92
Rapple by Lyn Lifshin
(review by Helen Peterson)
10
Poems & Ampersands
by Ralph-Michael Chiaia
(review by David McLean)