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Cerebral Contents:
Update for 05.13.08:
Male Model by Phil Doran
Set to Replay by Willie Smith
Backsliding by Cynthia Ruth Lewis
Tree by G. David Schwartz
05.05.08:
Disintegration by Don Hucks
Five Feet and Building by Joel Van Noord
Grocery Aisle by Richard Lighthouse
Cross the Road by Ashok Niyogi
04.29.08:
Lookalikes by Phil Doran
Dinner by Brandi Wells
The Modern Covenant by Daniel E. Wilcox
Death by Onions by Michael Frissore
04.21.08:
Future's Children by Kimberly Raiser
Identity Theft by George Anderson
The Datists by Adam Engel
A Great Deal of Money by Justin Hyde
04.14.08:
Mr. Papaya and Dale by Eric Suhem
California by Caroline Imreibe
Aftermath of Vehement Argument #1,068 by Cynthia Ruth Lewis
Trip-Hammer Vitality by Lisa Nickerson
04.07.08:
The Florence of Basel, or Why Readers of Nietzsche Need to Read Burckhardt by Jeff Crouch
Slideshow by Miles J. Bell
Friends of the Poet by Sean C. Bowen
Picture Perfect by Leah Baldwin
03.24.08:
The Streak by Jeremy Hendrix
Grab Your Butts by Emme Hor
Far Away by Ashok Niyogi
Staring Down a White-Tailed Doe by Aleathia Drehmer
03.17.08:
The Hairbrush by Vernard Kennedy
Dog Days of Winter by Niall Berkeley
Poem From My Grave by Michael Lee Johnson
Mashed Potatoes and Hamburgers by Matt Finney
03.10.08:
Hard Work by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal
Jetty Cake Pigs by J.D. Nelson
I'm Quiet in Bed by Moctezuma Johnson
Tequila Shakes by Richard Lighthouse |
Black Rat Swing at Chandler's Point
by Christopher Barnes
West Shore gangs walk bleached out cape, peaks of water, glossed for midday
sparkles weave seaweed locks. New visions, individual rays, sun, bobbing
riffs, a roller, kings of the surf silently singing. A harbor, the tartness
of salmon-blue air gives clearness to painted sailboats, white-black lean-tos.
Here we have color. Surge increases. Abundant pebbles flush, swill.
On the turn of tide we got a load of old Memphis Minnie, accompanied by
Kansas Joe McCoy. Hot-breathed mama, hollering across a dram-shop counter.
The swagger of voice, saxhorn, tambourine. An enormous tongue, burbling,
run of reddish-blue lips. In a downtown shudder of '68 we rode ear-splitting
breaks. Shrill high rocks, on flaxen beach, shivery sands smoldering.
They plucked out songs, cotton off a pitch; night air pushing rhythms,
sunburnt skin.
And I remember an embryonic walk on dunes, Harry's hand in mine. Minnie's
rinky-dink humming skimming ripples in our heads, clash of breakers, toke
of Red Lebanese resin. Gaiting like herons in a courtship dance that had
just begun, damp grains passing new-made promises between our toes.
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Christopher Barnes won a Northern
Arts writer's award in 1998. He's read at Newcastle's famous Morden Tower
and the Proudwords Lesbian and Gay Writing Festival. His collection Lovebites
was published by Chanticleer Press in 2005. He is currently working on
a radio programme for Web FM, as well as a collaborative art and literature
project called How Gay Are Your Genes, for The Hatton Gallery,
Newcastle University. In May 2006 he had a solo art/poetry exhibition
at The
People's Theatre. His BBC webpage can be found here.
posted 11.27.06.
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