Movie Review: Latest Trek
We are God’s Infidels driving to Pecanland Mall on Sunday morning (everyone’s in church) to see the new blockbuster, Star Trek into Darkness, purchase tickets, wait inside an abandoned food court, eerie as a Klingon vessel. Only a small group in brown plastic chairs, a couple whose two sons have anointed their crew-cuts, turquoise and […]
Cancer Survivor in the City
The city etched her face into a pie chart wedges of a nose, mouth, eyes shadowed, each an escapee from the big picture, a radioactive half-life not counting piano bars hidden beneath subways, black keys minoring in months, until Central Park at a water fountain, she leaned her mouth close in for a single sip as her parents […]
Notes in the Margin: Poetry in the Information Age
There always have been different “schools’ of poetry, Surrealists, Futurists, Modernists, PostModernists, Language poets. Where are the Technologists? Read my essay on the subject with references to poems by Nina Serrano, William Dickey, Walter Lowenfels, Harryette Mullen, and others. Cheers! Go there now.
Mistaken Identity Theft
A domain name with the same name floating in the clouds. She’s got an architect’s degree and travels to Italy. Great foreign legions of Lenore. What does she know of Edgar Allen Poe’s cabin in the Bronx and roller-skating down Manida Street waiting for someone to break open the fire hydrant? Hemingway, hold the cognac. […]
American Dream Sequence
It was a humzinger of a dream, baby, I dreamed it for you, baby. Gypsy Rose Lee put away your feathers. Things get muddled with interlocking conglomerates high profit on the margin kind of dreams my mother wanted me to be a teacher not a stripper take the summer off with my husband and kids […]
On Eastlake Road Thinking About Marie Richard
I’ve passed through a rite of motherhood that has spanned some twenty years. No more deadlines, meetings, no project emails that must be answered. I’ve retired from the every day world to enter a different one. And with the gift of quiet has come clarity. What do I want to do now? I’ve always wanted […]
M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I
I found the Sterlington, Louisiana Library, a new building only five years old, located a hop, skip and a jump away from where I now live. A big rig got impatient with me looking for the right turn and blew his fog-horn honk up my jeans, gave me the startlement treatment, while I thought, what […]
Plane Time
I dreamed a silicon chip looked like an Aztec mask, a great yawning blackness where a mouth should be. A dying vampire awoke in a pool of perspiring blood cared for by a young woman with a baby. A Dallas waveform appeared. A shine on Bachman Lake, sun sparks on oil floating? The flight is […]
To My Dead Namesake
To My Dead Namesake To the dead Lenore who always appears on the same Google page, an interloper who comes up in search results by virtue of our identical names, twinned on the Internet, the two Lenore’s, one a writer, the other a Route 66 historian, the first woman to receive the John Steinbeck Award for […]
Get Your Dervish On
Missing breakfast, I ventured downstairs to Kybele’s cafe in the hope of scoring coffee, treated to the same plus an amazing fruit platter of halved apricots, sweet and sour to the taste, slices of watermelon and oranges. Thus fortified, I filled my water bottle and head for the plaza where vendors sell roasted corn and […]