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qarrtsiluni online literary magazine Home About Back Issues Index of Contributors How to Contribute Contact Links Stuff Call for submissions poetry chapbook nbsp contest 2 03 2009 We 8217 re pleased to announce qarrtsiluni 8217 s first annual poetry chapbook contest The judge is renowned nonfiction author and web publisher Dinty Moore and the deadline for submissions is May 31 See the complete details on the contest page Comments No Comments 187 Categories Contests faith on the nbsp rocks 6 04 2009 She makes a barter with God give me one halcyon moment a last shred of decency between peaks of undulant pain She is a bird fluttering wildly What could I trade kismet She is a feckless creature on the forest floor and her God is all illusion anyway Hands knitted in prayer she laughs her pose misconstrued as belief The lines of her fingers trigger memories of a childhood spent rapt by Jewish ritual of mysteries since unmasked unfiltered Now nothing of religion is stimulating no stray meaning can find its home here where a speckled starling is most exalted She pours another gin and tonic on the rocks finds in the glass as much depth as she can handle Here is a faith she can count on its promise not a particle more than it delivers by Sarah R Bloom and Leslie F Miller Download the MP3 reading by Sarah Leslie 8217 s shot click on image for a larger version Sarah 8217 s shot click on image for a larger version Process notes This is the first of two poems that Miller and Bloom composed together the second will appear later in the issue Instructions were for each partner Ruminate over nice sounding words and pick ten of them Swap word lists Write a line of poetry with any word from the other person 8217 s list Return each line with a line using a word from the other person 8217 s list Because you will EACH do this you will have two poems going at the same time use your partner 8217 s ten words twice once for each poem and you will have two 20 line poems at the end Or if you find it too confusing write just one poem or write a second when you 8217 ve finished the first Optional Shoot photographs to illustrate each poem Note Use the words only once per poem in any order Words can be altered for tense person and number if necessary Side Note Sarah started the first poem Leslie started the second Sarah 8217 s Words speckled rapt misconstrued particle undulant stimulating halcyon illusion depth kismet Leslie 8217 s Words trigger bird feckless knitted barter shred tonic stray unmasked faith Leslie writes Sarah and I found this process incredibly daunting and we challenged some of each other 8217 s lines because they didn 8217 t fit with our vision for the line we 8217 d written There were serious control issues with both of us We kept trying to take the reins and steer the poem where we wanted it to go and it wasn 8217 t where the other wanted to go At the end we tweaked the punctuation and a couple of the articles and small words added titles and settled on a final version These are poems we could not have written by ourselves We truly used each other as inspiration Comments No Comments 187 Tags Leslie F Miller Sarah R Bloom Categories Mutating the Signature The Big nbsp Angel 4 04 2009 One of ten selections from the unpublished manuscript Flying Home Click on image to see at larger size by steve d dalachinsky and Sig Bang Schmidt Download the MP3 Comments No Comments 187 Tags Flying Home Sig Bang Schmidt steve d dalachinsky Categories Mutating the Signature 83 3 04 2009 Eighty three words leap from their horses Eighty three words all lie down each bearing a sign on their chest One forgot his hat one forgot a feather Not words but Little Big Horn battle re enactors at a sushi restaurant No wonder they were confused 8212 how can a horn be little and big at the same time A man sitting beside me turned to face me Can you lower your voice he said Surprise he was my deceased father dressed up as Crazy Horse that dandy There are times a man has to choose between a feather and a bullet My father told me this I 8217 ve made a list of all the things he told me that were important and this is first Strange as it seems there are eighty three things on the list and he died on his eighty third birthday eighty three days after my mother passed There 8217 s no explanation for this Yesterday I was dismayed to discover my car is parked eighty three steps from my front door In numerology eighty three stands for eternity and a half They say Crazy Horse was late for the battle of Little Big Horn because he kept changing his outfits Finally he had it right his cream buckskins with the red and yellow tassels At the end of each tassel a crow feather His braves who had been waiting impatiently were relieved to see him come out of his teepee At that very moment in eternity my father came out of the bathroom in the sushi restaurant When Crazy Horse died eighty three braves in war colors with long headdresses of eagle feathers danced around his body The history of eighty three written on the back of a sushi menu in downtown Los Angeles is memorized by each sushi chef That 8217 s what I love about eighty three the color the history The only other number with a comparable story is one hundred and eleven Yes one hundred and eleven But there is so much heartbreak there it makes me sob to tell by Rick Bursky and Richard Garcia Download the MP3 Process notes Richard writes Rick Bursky and I conceived this in a sushi restaurant Some of the narrative comes from the local scene and our conversation at the meal We decided to write alternate prose poem sections containing 83 words each and the word feather I was intrigued by how seamless the sections were One of the challenges was sticking to our 8220 rules 8221 but keeping each section fresh It was fun and we are planning to try it again soon Comments 1 Comment 187 Tags Richard Garcia Rick Bursky Categories Mutating the Signature Cheap nbsp Date 2 04 2009 Click on image to view at larger size by Dick Freeman and Monica Raymond Process notes Dick The drawing proceeds from a new practice I described to Monica noting on black paper with white pencil subjects of interest to me This becoming an 8220 impromtu 8221 semiotic document with a supportive yet fragmented dialogue leading toward a playful and gratifying result Monica We were sitting in the cafe in front of the Harvest Food Coop in Cambridge Dick told me he had been doing sketches and notes on black paper with a white colored pencil We were talking about another collaborative project I was involved in and how that had gotten into a discussion of the relationship between science and poetry When Dick went to the counter to get us hot chocolate I wrote E MC2 on the black page He came back and made another move And so our collaboration continued taking turns Dick sometimes erased or blurred his own lines He told me to feel free to erase his lines as well but I really didn 8217 t And I wasn 8217 t so sure I wanted him erasing mine Dick The conversation about the relationship between the sciences and the arts and some people 8217 s inferences that these subjects are necessarily in insolvable conflict impelled me to tell Monica during pauses from sketching about my 20 something year argument with a friend and mentor who had actually passed away quite early in the very respectful discussion I had imagined most the argument for both of us My friend 8217 s position had been that 8220 science and technology are destroying the world because unlike art which puts things together science takes things apart 8221 He was in his early 60 8217 s a highly acclaimed painter and former art reviewer when our discussions began I was an aesthetically ambitious 20 something painter with very limited reading experience then Still I intuitively inferred that my friend 8217 s belief was inaccurate After many years of reading and reflection I concluded that it is neither science nor technology that are destructive these being only very sophisticated tools Rather it is arrogance that leads to destruction Monica Gradually we each added words lines and smudges to the drawings A happy moment for me was when Dick added little lights to what I thought I had drawn as a claw turning it into a candelabra We talked as we drew about the way the drawing seemed to evoke the feeling of chalk on a blackboard kids playing around after the professor is gone for the day Comments No Comments 187 Tags Dick Freeman Monica Raymond Categories Mutating the Signature Dear Seven A Circle of Epistles nbsp 6 1 04 2009 Part 6 in a series of 7 Dear cin I m writing to say hello We are new friends Which means I know you and I don 8217 t So I will be the protagonist of this letter you will be the ghost New friend you 8220 have land 8221 in Wisconsin I promise to teach you how to fly fish I 8217 ll tell you this casting is a beautiful dance and there 8217 s nothing as luxurious as standing in a stream but you need to accept that fish are not abstract Catching a fish is like looking into the face of every mistake you 8217 ve ever made the eyes innocent golden disks look and look And yet to cradle the fish in its slick gasping skin free the hook and slip the body back into velvet Life must be lived to be understood An odd moment a squirrel fat as a small raccoon is scratching at my screen He refuses to face the music Winter is dawning on us Ice weights the trees each branch like white coral My roof who knows the ordinary boringness of a house is silent while snow humps up in the road Recently I found a list of goals in an old notebook 1 Learn the mandolin 2 3 I keep my invisible mandolin under wraps the future gleams and my dread of 2 and 3 I think of this thing about happiness and our promise to emptiness Each morning I wake say I 8217 m sorry out loud to myself In emergencies I quote my favorite poetry a poem Lexa wrote at eleven years old No it isn t no it s not Yes it is it s getting quite hot Summer is out Summer is in Summer is here so let 8217 s go swim I once heard you read at the Green Mill something about the inevitability of men and road construction in spring Actually you don 8217 t read you sing Teach me I 8217 ll wait for you with my loving mandolin we 8217 ll sing something something something about my mother s mismarriage and its residue I once asked you if it was true 8220 Girls levitate each other at slumber parties 8221 You rose to a witchy laugh and looked at me You said it 8217 s easy mothers girlfriends wives and daughters all know Why aren 8217 t scientists studying this and winning awards No magic but science is how I see things yet with two fingers you ve raised whole girls in pajamas and white socks 8230 light as a feather stiff as a board Boys don 8217 t float we play tackle basketball and swear and weigh ourselves down in forts cin I should have written more about children We will both be living the truth of babies soon I don 8217 t know what to say From here below zero I can only quote William Matthews 8220 Our children are the only message we can leave them 8221 Keep well Chris P S by Chris Green Download the MP3 Editor 8217 s note This letter was published in Columbia Poetry Review no 20 2007 and is reprinted here to preserve the integrity of the series Comments 1 Comment 187 Tags Chris Green Dear Seven Categories Mutating the Signature Him or nbsp Me 31 03 2009 Poetry Conversations Part 3 of 4 I realize now that it was a big mistake to purchase a Zebra sight unseen More caution was necessary and I 8217 d been foolish to make such a large transaction on the internet with a company that I didn 8217 t even know The animal was delivered in a large crate that could only be opened with a crowbar giving the delivery vehicle plenty of time to get away as I didn 8217 t have a crowbar handy at the time of the delivery When I finally got the crate open after a half hour of banging and swearing I immediately realized that the so called 8220 zebra 8221 was in fact a horse that had been painted to look like a zebra Poorly painted I might add as there was paint slopped everywhere some of which wasn 8217 t even completely dry Not that it wasn 8217 t a very nice horse probably a thoroughbred from the look of him Worth more than I had paid perhaps but I didn 8217 t want a horse I wanted a Zebra That was what I had ordered Referring to the internet receipt I called the customer service number and instead of unhelpful call center workers got an adult chat hotline Surprisingly they were of no help either even after I explained the whole situation to them Disappointed I went back outside and found the horse eating all of my flowers He 8217 d already made a huge mess in my driveway and kicked in the driver 8217 s side window of my car He had quite a temper which was understandable because he was likely upset about having been painted to look like a zebra when he was obviously a horse We 8217 d both been deceived that was for sure although I still don 8217 t know who was worse off for it him or me by Andy Anderson Music by Andy and Ryan Hoke Wild Goose Creative Download the MP3 For process notes see Part 1 Comments No Comments 187 Tags Andy Anderson Poetry Conversations Ryan Hoke Categories Mutating the Signature I Should Write Soap nbsp Operas 30 03 2009 My neighbor well technically she isn 8217 t my neighbor since she lives on the other side of the building two floors below appeared with a baby a few weeks ago I 8217 ve been meaning to tell Paul about the baby but the daily hum drum of life work rest write has blocked my thoughts but today we were walking Daisy and turned a corner and there she was baby strapped to chest with its legs swinging I think it might be a boy but I 8217 m not sure All the other time I 8217 ve seen it it has been covered in a red blanket which is no help since red is like yellow when babies are concerned Anyway I 8217 m losing track of my point I think the baby is stolen Paul tells me she is probably babysitting I say She probably stole it Then add But not from another country as if this legitimizes my comment Paul rolls his eyes and tells me she can steal the baby in one of my poems but this is not why I am writing this poem I 8217 ll admit I 8217 m the kind of guy who enjoys a giggle when I hear of someone objecting at a wedding I 8217 ll admit I 8217 ve watched Soap Operas since I was eight and rooted for the villain most of the time I adored Vivian and Sami on Days of Our Lives My mother threatened to quit taping episodes when I would cheer for them You might not know Sami stole her baby sister Well she stole her half baby sister but only she and her cheating mother Marlena knew about the half part I 8217 m not saying this is the case with the mystery baby in my building I 8217 m only saying it 8217 s OK not to accept what 8217 s in front of you at face value by Genevieve Lyons and Dustin Brookshire Download the MP3 Process notes Dustin writes Genevieve and I like to do a basic poetry workshop writing prompt We give each other five words In the case of 8220 I Should Write Soap Operas 8221 Genevieve gave me five words to use Once we have our words we have to write a poem within seven days If one of us doesn 8217 t write a poem the slacker could be subject to a wedgie and or a smack with a large stick Upon finishing a poem with the words we call each other to do a first read At this point we do not delve into deep criticism we keep it simple 8212 i e I like where you 8217 re going with the poem etc Then we meet up on day seven to hash it out We each read our poems and give the other a chance to read the poem quietly We go through each other 8217 s poem and mark 3 to 5 lines that we believe to be strong and 3 to 5 lines that we believe are weak We explain why we picked the lines and continue to discuss the poems After the meeting we work on revising our poems and trade the next version via email sometimes slipping into a phone conversion making sure to comment specifically on the revisions made We keep this up until we each have a 8220 finished 8221 poem Comments 6 Comments 187 Tags Dustin Brookshire Genevieve Lyons Categories Mutating the Signature Fude 29 03 2009 Click on image to view at a larger size by Jukka Pekka Kervinen and John M Bennett Process notes John writes This and the next one were done by Jukka emailing me his visuals which I then printed out and added to Then I scanned them again To be included later in the issue Eds Comments No Comments 187 Tags John M Bennett Jukka Pekka Kervinen Categories Mutating the Signature Class nbsp Action 28 03 2009 My galpal bought everything even her apples through PayPal 8220 I just love the sound of it 8221 she said 8220 Some ethereal Pal paying with my money 8230 8221 Like that was a favor I said she was crazy to trust a virtual buddy and told her that CNN just ran a story about this illegal tender that her Pay Pal was really a Pay Foe Her eyes glinted like coins in the belt she bought me from ABBA com a replica of their Greatest Hits Gold the back etched with lyrics from 8220 Mama Mia 8221 8220 Listen 8221 I said 8220 You have a problem Anyone who joins a club called 8216 Rip Us Off 8217 with annual meetings in tourist traps and airport bars needs help 8221 Her eyes glazed 8220 Ooo 8221 she squeaked 8220 I have to check the status of my potluck entree Old ElPaso 8217 s Tex Mex Upside down Surprise I hope the cornmeal crust 8217 s not in arrears 8221 I told my galpal she needed some fresh mall air live pushy salespeople on commission 8220 Walk around press the flesh you know Reality remember 8221 She reminded me that last time she left the house she got into a fender bender with a UPS truck delivering her Amazon com order 8220 Poetry or fiction 8221 Her iBook blinked a message about unauthorized electronic transfers 8220 Gotta go 8221 she said 8220 My Prescriptions com account My Prozac 8221 Like it or not she was part of a class action lawsuit with Germany Greece Finland Denmark the whole damned EEU and part of Asia PayPal had screwed up and the bankers were confiscating the grilled cheese with the Virgin 8217 s face toasted in when bidding on e bay reached sixteen grand 8220 MORAL VALUES 8221 spelled out in pepperoni on a pizza that seller was deluged with offers after the election 8220 Red in Ohio 8221 posted on his Seller 8217 s Profile 8220 What would Jesus pay for shipping and handling 8221 8220 Christ 8221 I said when my galpal finally called me 8220 What the hell are you doing auctioning off your styrofoam wedding bells Is your intellectual credit no longer in good standing 8221 My galpal huffed perhaps I 8217 d forgotten about her university com degree in Consumer Studies 8220 You think you have a mandate You think you 8217 re the patronizing Patron Saint of Patrons 8221 It was too late 8220 Buh bye I 8217 m off to blog 8221 I said 8220 At least that 8217 s free 8221 by Denise Duhamel and Amy Lemmon Process notes Amy writes 8220 Class Action 8221 is from a series Denise and I have been working on The poem has these two constraints our stanzas are written in abba rhyme and there must be a mention of Abba the singing group Comments 1 Comment 187 Tags Amy Lemmon Denise Duhamel Categories Mutating the Signature Variations on a nbsp Theme 27 03 2009 i Painter 1 Let me paint over this part Painter 2 But that 8217 s my signature ii Woman Will you not sit down for just ten minutes Ten minutes is all I need Man I gave you ten hours yesterday You know we have run dry Woman I will dig a well deep into your skull Man My brains are dust Woman Then we will excavate the marrow of your bones by Tammy Ho Lai ming and Reid Mitchell Download the MP3 reading by Reid Process notes Tammy writes 8220 Variations on a Theme 8221 is composed of two very short and quirky sections They are in fact variations of the same theme intensive collaboration going sour The first part features two painters working on a painting together The second part is more ambiguous on what the man and the woman are collaborating the explicit sexual language adds a gothic atmosphere to the piece For additional process notes see 8220 Debating Love 8221 Comments No Comments 187 Tags Reid Mitchell Tammy Ho Lai ming Categories Mutating the Signature Fade Gas nbsp Total 26 03 2009 One of ten selections from the unpublished manuscript Flying Home Click on image to see at larger size by steve d dalachinsky and Sig Bang Schmidt Download the MP3 Comments 1 Comment 187 Tags Flying Home Sig Bang Schmidt steve d dalachinsky Categories Mutating the Signature When Dreams Swim With Cities of nbsp Men 25 03 2009 Pipe dreams they 8217 re called leading to nowhere steps off a parapet a leap into the chasm that trill in the chest that pause before one silent lift Rushing temples burn a heart rush of a city wind against skin a place you had forgotten until now Pressed against invisible threads the clouds hiss don 8217 t go too high Scents of pine and laurel rise from humus beds sending soft beguiling messages of comfort an urge to burrow competes with a cirrus streaked bowl of sky Moisture glistens against panes scratching branches etch gaunt wraiths of the past They coax you down from the stratosphere to ring the sentries shatter glass wrestle slights travel into a channel riddled with crevices a game of blind man 8217 s bluff into depths charted or unknown A contest that wills you to expose roots lost under melted glaciers entwined in the hulls of shipwrecks where liquid dreams turn on a dime Relish worlds deep and salty blur the line between breathing underwater and taking flight by Deb Scott and Christine Swint Process Notes We started this work with a desire to create and collaborate together but no clear idea of where and how exactly to start Our intent was always to have fun and to not worry about the finished project As long as we were poeming and creating we didn 8217 t care too much what the finished product looked and sounded like Deb was interested in learning about the video pieces Christine had been doing and that seemed a good jumping off point Christine edited some film clips she had and Deb free wrote for five minutes in response to the images not knowing what Christine had in mind Deb took the free write developed a first line and Christine followed Alternate lines created a 16 line poem of approximately 16 beats per line initially broken into 2 stanzas Christine took the first revision with Deb 8217 s heartfelt gratitude and broke the lines reshaping the poem into what is presented today A few minor word changes were made here and there but the language of the poem is nearly identical to where it started from We both agreed that one part of the video didn 8217 t fit the poem and so it was cut with a promise from Christine that it will reappear some time in the future as part of a different work Deb sent Christine a link to her Flickr page with a number of sky images that Christine could work in if they fit Then the hardest part as far as Deb was concerned did the read poem match the length of the video Deb recorded the poem in 2 parts and Christine mixed the recording the images and added background music Deb is going to learn how to do this too she swears Christine and Deb communicated via email and Google documents They 8217 ve never spoken or met and both look forward to doing so some time Maybe AWP 2010 Watch the completed video here 8211 Eds Comments 5 Comments 187 Tags Christine Swint Deb Scott Categories Mutating the Signature Which Broke When It nbsp Fell 24 03 2009 Also a rotation results when you turn replacement for what you were The sun dealing with its satellites showers them with light and heat and flares of blinding energy We can only observe an eclipse through a pinhole although once I accidentally looked out and saw the sun behind the moon The memory has stayed a blank on my retina for years As does my memory of who you were once before the necessary unfastening of body from self Energetically intent as through a pinhole a sphere away Yet yes to bindingly affix like that at some precise intersection arm of the body making 8220 circle 8221 and the self snowed in wordlessness can t separate even once tying trying to tap lightly on the exposed back wall of memory and two look for a change in the quality of light say it was a bell and rang accidental or no a curvature of devotion came between The sweep of an arm things brushed off into the sphere of the lost I 8217 d want to replace the bell which broke when it fell I d want to memorize the loop of some bird 8217 s flight circumnavigate the mind 8217 s eye watching The shape of a perfect hollow ring sound that widens out into space slowly trailing far behind the comet s tail of light Not to what began the joy ride but bulleted a taillight when you saw my last comma stricken from the triptych that s what I ll be compared to on the downshift from the City of Rocks if I fail to hear the broken ring traceable to the dashed bell and the loopy birds that rumble before they smooth themselves and settle in stone enclaves replacements for the whistle or the voice reeding by riverbend which I don t keep because it melts in the mouth of its spell what phase is sound in now period exists only in time and disintegrates in the interval where the body vanishes by K Alma Peterson and Kathleen Jesme Download the MP3 reading by K Alma Peterson For process notes see 8220 Giver of Givens 8221 Comments No Comments 187 Tags K Alma Peterson Kathleen Jesme Categories Mutating the Signature Black A nbsp Sonnet 23 03 2009 A well fed crow his caw the clap of gods hews darkness from the hand of wilding night his feathers glossed in amethyst at odds with morning 8217 s eye for nothing 8217 s left of light In solitude he counts the spoils his mien both proud and distant then with taunting grace he renders bones to relics sharp and keen vain offerings as sentinel of place He gives himself to sleep his corvine nest unhinged by lunar apparitions black and thick like dreams he thought he 8217 d put to rest tomorrow 8217 s omens in shadow and wrack The midnight gods can offer no reprieve to one who feeds on embers of the eve Scott Wiggerman and Andrea L Watson Download the MP3 For process notes see 8220 White A Ghazal 8221 Comments 3 Comments 187 Tags Scott Wiggerman Andrea L Watson Categories Mutating the Signature silence a nbsp courtyard 22 03 2009 I shudder through the bones of the courtyard the silence it seeks is a curious sound how speak a cluster of pines how hold such small echoes words in two voices a flutter in two hearts a finch I fear to touch a whisper behind my ear under the blooming cherry this place a single word dreamt and wrapped in dormant seeds a slice of black earth I clang the gate shut the scattered clouds look me straight in the eye push me about because they can by Rob Taylor and Daniela Elza Download the MP3 Process Notes Rob Our collaboration was preceded by a bit of creative borrowing on both our parts Having only met once at a local reading I became enamored with the form Daniela was employing in her work the triptych three vertical columns of words that read both horizontally across the columns left to right like a traditional poem and vertically down each of the three columns These triptychs were in fact four poems in one and I was very interested in trying my hand at one four I was especially interested in using blank spaces in the columns to emphasize silences to see how hollow parts of the poem became when a single word from a single column was removed I wrote a poem entitled 8220 We speak of silence not in breath 8221 which focused on the theme of silence and included the sudden interruption of a quiet scene by a bird I sent my poem to Daniela quite unsure if she would either be upset that I was moving in on her form or dismissive because I didn t really get what the triptych was all about Instead she was enthusiastic so much so that when I sent her a note about qarrtsiluni s collaborative writing issue she quickly responded with a revised version of my poem and we were off Daniela I sprinkled in nature images Rob kneaded the emotions in At first we had a bit of a hiccup We took too much out I went back and dragged some of the stuff back in There were dormant moments between There were questions what makes a good poem I feared about the process at times because I had never done this with someone I practically did not know I did not want it to fail All along I cherished the fearless meeting of minds Rob I was nervous about adding to the poem after the initial creative moment When I edit I am almost always paring away at the poem but if that s all both peole do in a collaborative exercise then pretty soon you have nothing to work with My excitement was in seeing the poem go places I know I would never have taken it rarely does a cherry blossom spontaneously appear in the middle of one of my poems or a line like 8220 how speak a cluster of pines 8221 a question I ve asked to myself many times without finding a way to put it on paper Daniela All the while the poem was molding and shaping itself and was saying 8220 Hey guys cut it out with these process notes What about me Over here This is about me after all not about these notes you keep processing 8221 We thought in the beginning the poem was about a single word But at the end it seemed to be about so much more Comments 4 Comments 187 Tags Daniela Elza Rob Taylor Categories Mutating the Signature laquo Previous Entries Welcome This is an experiment in online literary and artistic collaboration The title comes from an I upiaq word that means sitting together in the darkness waiting for something to burst Read more For news about the magazine its contributors and items of related interest see the qarrtsiluni news blog Current Issue Mutating the Signature January April 2009 Editors Dana Guthrie Martin and Nathan Moore Theme description 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