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Posted by Reverie on December 26, 1996 at 03:05:20:

Reverie welcomes grepoetry. A weekly internet poetry journal edited by Greg Perry.

grepoetry #18 (Seasonal Chromosome) is posted!

Something new just for fun. Each week grepoetry will have a different
journal title. I always love the titles of journals and ezines. This
weeks name: Seasonal Chromosome. Winter Solstice, The Holidays, The
imprint they have left upon our imagination, on our soul. Suggestions
are welcome for future editions.

The Links below have been REPAIRED!!
(if your e-mail client supports URL hyperlinks, click on the URLs below
for immediate access to that section of grepoetry)

1. POET of the Week:
The POET of the week this week is Linda Pastan.
They're aren't that many links, and the
majority are from Atlantic Unbound (grat site!).
One of our readers (hint: his
poem is our 'yourpoem' this week says:
'always they show amateur writing
classes poem by Pastan, she writes so
lucidly nobody can believe it.' I think
that says enough. Not all. I discovered
her through the 'Atalantic Unbound',
and purchased her latest from Amazon
Books; for me, she is truly an internet
discovery. I'm stretching here I know,
but in keeping with this week's theme:
her poetry is pure equipoise. And
various as the fallen snow. Please, read....
The following poems are NOT linked from grepoetry.
Pure newsletter extras!


My husband gives me an A
for last night's supper,
an incomplete for my ironing,
a B plus in bed.
My son says I am average,
an average mother, but if
I put my mind to it
I could improve.
My daughter believes
in Pass/Fail and tells me
I pass. Wait 'til they learn
I'm dropping out.

--Linda Pastan, 1978

THE NEWBORN: for Anna with Love

Even in sleep her face changes,
as if every weather
were passing over its surface
just for a moment: sun
and storms, a chill
at the nostrils, the moderating
climate of a half formed smile.
They are all there the emotions
that are not yet even a dream
in her future. You can see them
in the way the fist uncurls
at the end of her arm
like a long stemmed rose,
or in the frantic way
her mouth searches, driven now
by a craving for milk,
that old thirst in the genes.

Linda Pastan, copyright 1994


Just as it did
for Eve,
language comes
tumbling in, word
by parroted word
as she names
the world
each beast and plant,
each thing.
For the floodgates
are open wide
and out of her dauntless
mouth spill
roughhewn syllables
for elbow, eyes
for chin.
And touched
by the wand
of the word, roused
from the alphabet's sleep,
new thoughts flutter awake
like butterflies utterly
like her damp flirtatious
lashes, beating
their tiny wings.

Linda Pastan, copyright 1995


We love each landscape
as if it were a part
of our human body,
even the desert
with its waterless beaches;
even the craters of the moon--
those blistered rocks
we christen with the names
of our desire.
Limbs of trees we say,
or foothills,
or bodies of water,
and it is more than metaphor we mean
when we take the river
into our arms.

Linda Pastan

2. POETICS of the Week:
The Poetics of the week this week is
entitled 'Nine poets to read all year
long' from Salon. A poem and interview
from the likes of Kay Ryan, Mark Doty,
Eamon Grennan, Galway Kinnell,
George Evans, Sue Kwock Kim, Jane
Hirshfield, Robert Pinsky, and Killarney

3. NETPOEMS of the week:
'NetPoems' of the week are from John
Amato, Barry Elms, and Mark Phillips.
Representations of the father, the mother,
the son, the spirit. Amato's two poems:
different faces of a particular coin. Elms
three revisions: the footsteps of
adolescence. And Phillips: the anatomy
of the soul.

4. YOURPOEM of the Week:
The 'yourpoem of the week' features
'January' by Ernest Slyman: a
precursor to the coming month ahead,
the coming days ahead, the coming
inevitable endless emptiness ahead.
Sung with a mythic round that reaches
to the very ends of that unbroken circle
of seasons. 'Tis the season to 'hold
sacred the berries'.

5. GREPOEM of the Week:
My grepoem this week is titled 'Toy
Story'. A philosophical treatise in the
tradition of the Grinch. The biography of
the child that was father to the man. A
primer concerning nautical illusion.
Witness Spot disappear...

6.'s 'Poet's Choice'
Link to Washington Post's BookWorld:
'Little Town of Bethlehem'

7. Slate's Poem of the Week:
Robin Becker

****A newsletter EXTRA from this Sundays LA Times Book Review****

After the Poetry Reading, by Maxine Kumin

If Emily Dickinson lived in
the 1990s
and let herself have sex
she'd grow her hair wild
and electric
down to her buttocks, you
said. She'd wear
magenta tights, black ankle
and tiny pointed paddock
Intrigued, I saw how Emily'd
master Microsoft, how she'd
fax the versicles that
advised her not to print
to MS
APR and Thirteenth Moon.
She'd read aloud at benefits
address the weaver's guild
the garden club, the
Catholics for free choice
welfare moms, the
and the Temple Sinai
Thinking the same thing,
we see Emily flamboyant.
Her words for the century
to come
are pithy, oxymoronic.
Her fly buzzes me all the way

From 'Connecting the Dots' by Maxine Kumin (W.
W. Norton: 86 pp., $18.95). Copyright 1996

Copyright Los Angeles Times

Please utilize the e-mail links to communicate your comments. I know the
featured poets would appreciate any comments or criticism (some have
even expressed such hope). My hope is that this site can foster such
poetic conversation. Let's face it: the day-to-day life usually presents
very little discourse of this nature. So a short note would benefit all
of us. Go ahead: make their day.

Remember the Powwow River Poets. You may be interested in its poetry
If so, hyper to

And as usual, if you don't want this newsletter, tell me. I'll
remove your name (but I'll miss ya).

Thanks for reading and writing.
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