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Katharine Johnsen

March 1, 2014 by utpress Leave a Comment

MY OBITUARIES

by Katharine Johnsen

I started reading the obituaries
after he came home from the hospital,

checked them like he checked his stocks,
like they mattered as much as his test results.

I was preparing to navigate
my own goodbye. I read about the fresh

deaths; I read the archives posted
as part of a This Day in History series.

For three months I surrounded myself
with death—steeped and immersed myself.

I followed each reported surgery
and hospitalization of Ted Kennedy,

grieved for Gerald Schoenfeld,
Sydney Chaplin, Bea Arthur, Horton Foote—

those theater giants he taught me to admire.
Every day I lost a new, meaningful someone,

each a dry run for the one I never wanted
to prepare myself to lose.

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Katharine JohnsenKatharine Johnsen studies and teaches at the University of North Carolina Wilmington, where she is the recipient of the Bernice Kert Fellowship. Her poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Mid-American Review, Painted Bride Quarterly, Birmingham Poetry Review, and elsewhere. She was recently awarded a scholarship from the Sewanee Writers’ Conference and earned her BA from Emory University.

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Jeff Schiff

February 1, 2014 by utpress Leave a Comment

TASTING GARLIC IN SPANISH

by Jeff Schiff

Head
        the vendor replies
            for the sheathed whole

where its dangling beard
        once studied mud
                cabeza de ajo

Cabeza
        so you will begin to suspect
            its vegetal wisdom

And in that papery head
        teeth
            For though she demurs

your lover demands them
        or one day will
                dientes

teeth teasing her nape
        teeth raking a lilting throat
            And if the season is truly moist

lengua verde
        a green tongue
            slithering from the tight betwixt

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Jeff Schiff photoIn addition to Mixed Diction (Mammoth books, 2009), Jeff Schiff is the author of Anywhere in this Country (Mammoth Press), The Homily of Infinitude (Pennsylvania Review Press), The Rats of Patzcuaro (Poetry Link), Resources for Writing About Literature (HarperCollins), and Burro Heart (Mammoth books). His work has appeared internationally in more than eighty periodicals, including The Alembic, Grand Street, The Ohio Review, Poet & Critic, The Louisville Review, Tendril, Pembroke Magazine, Carolina Review, Chicago Review, Hawaii Review, Southern Humanities Review, River City, Indiana Review, Willow Springs, and The Southwest Review. He has been a member of the English faculty at Columbia College Chicago since 1987.

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Philip Kobylarz

January 1, 2014 by utpress Leave a Comment

AZIMUTHS

by Philip Kobylarz

Summer, a suitable garden. With/without reasons, leaving. In the bulb of her hand, a match
                                                               stick. Beyond the circling
hills, a road back to nowhere. With the requisite signs. Six % downgrade, dangerous curves.
                                                               We rest to intake stars,
stop. Parcels belying their addresses, the dance a tassel. Many routes to a fog pond, which
                                                               the map says is not there.

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author picPhilip Kobylarz is a teacher and writer of fiction, poetry, book reviews, and essays. He has worked as a journalist and film critic for newspapers in Memphis, TN. His work appears in such publications as Paris Review, Poetry, and The Best American Poetry series. The author of a book of poems concerning life in the south of France, he has a collection of short fiction and a book-length essay forthcoming.

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Philip Kobylarz

January 1, 2014 by utpress Leave a Comment

TINTINABULAR

by Philip Kobylarz

What is certain are possibilities. The potted weed might bloom. Cloud play might develop
                                   a sunset erratic, colored
 with the dust of the living. Days are to be clung to, lined up, planned as boxes in which
                                   they are encased. Calendar
 squares to be x-ed out because the nights are many and certain. Heart concealed in a hope
                                   chest. Doilies remain
 as fallen cobwebs on a bureau full of old, fading, photographs, narrations for the future.

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author picPhilip Kobylarz is a teacher and writer of fiction, poetry, book reviews, and essays. He has worked as a journalist and film critic for newspapers in Memphis, TN. His work appears in such publications as Paris Review, Poetry, and The Best American Poetry series. The author of a book of poems concerning life in the south of France, he has a collection of short fiction and a book-length essay forthcoming.

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Michael Levan

January 1, 2014 by utpress Leave a Comment

TO M. AFTER SEEING AGAIN HIS FIRST PICTURE WITH SANTA

by Michael Levan

What was it made you
            stick a fingertip in your mouth,
searchingly, as if you could sweep
            stubborn words off your tongue,
write them in air and answer the man’s
            pepperminted question?
Remembering how I’d wake you to watch
            December’s first snow, our foreheads
burning against living room window’s cold
            as midnight came and you begged to see us
through the morning? What did you,
            star-bright and tongue-tied, want most then?
All I meant was to keep you
            close. All I wanted was to listen
while you whispered what
            could make you happiest.
We walked home from Sears,
            your wool-mittened hand
scratching mine, bare and wind-chapped,
            pulling me under streetlamps’
yellowed ovals, our shadows drawing
            out long and faint, until
one flickered and went blank. An angel,
            you said as you turned to run
and I went cold, high above us
            the shy new moon ghosted.

                                      Nikon 35

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Levan photoMichael Levan’s poems have appeared recently in Indiana Review, Mid-American Review, American Literary Review, Lunch Ticket, Dialogist, and Heron Tree, as well as Cutbank’s 40th anniversary anthology and Southern Poetry Anthology VI: Tennessee. He teaches writing at the University of Saint Francis and lives in Fort Wayne, Indiana, with his wife, Molly, and son, Atticus.

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