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A journal for poetry, criticism, reviews, stories and essays published by Ricardo and Isabel Nirenberg since 1998.
Elizabeth, taking her daily walk,
says good morning to the edger in the park,
Peruvian, Columbian, immigrant, citizen,
seemingly wary, perhaps humbled, overridden,
who shuts off his machine as she passes,
smiling and seeking his eyes,
says good morning, meaning look,
look, I am not the one you may expect me to be,
meaning, inanely, she knows, if spoken,
the birds sing to us exactly alike,
we love our children exactly alike,
meaning, ruefully, I am in no way your antagonist,
resolving, nonetheless, to persist,
tomorrow and tomorrow, in her graces.
By persons, the astronaut, in his retirement, says, by events, recalling his reflections in his module, by places, environs of Earth, by things, animal, vegetable, mineral, in events induced by times. |
— — — | nota bene: | He and his father | person |
made holes with a hoe | event, place, thing | |
in the tilled soil, | event, place | |
into which they buried seeds, | place, person, event, thing | |
the products of which | thing | |
they would consume | person, event | |
through late summer and winter. | time |
— — — | ||
Once, a cadet in the air corps | time, person,event | |
with only a few solo hours in his log, | time, event, thing | |
he was practicing basic maneuvers | person, event | |
at about three thousand feet | place | |
when the engine failed. | time, thing, event | |
He was now flying a glider. | person, time, event, thing | |
Exhilarated, cool as an ace | event, person | |
he nosed down, searching below | person, event, place | |
for the safest landing site, | event, place | |
chose a fallow corn field, | event, place | |
circled, lined up with the furrows, | event, place | |
and neatly set her down. | event, thing | |
Walking to a farm house | event, place | |
phoned the base for rescue, | event, place | |
and meantime, affably at ease, | time, event | |
enjoyed the wife's apple pie. | even, person, thing |
Here comes a questionaire on the good life.
How, it asks.
What,
where,
when,
who —
aha.
Who is to answer?
The id,
the superego,
the ego —
or one of the alteregos?
Oliver Rice’s poems appear widely in journals and anthologies in the United States and abroad.
Creekwalker released an interview with him in January, 2010. His book of poems, On Consenting
to Be a Man, is published by Cyberwit and is available on Amazon. His online chapbook, Afterthoughts,
Siestas, and his recording of his Institute for Higher Study appeared in Mudlark in December, 2010.
His work has appeared frequently in Offcourse, most recently in Issue #55.