This month one of our regular artists and poets, Kathleen McKeever, asked to run the circuit, dropping the zines off at her favorite places around town. It is fun to seek a few onto the newspaper rack at cafes and coffee shops, I don’t blame her. August, Volume 5 will be in & around town this weekend. Keep your eyes out for copies!
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Corridor Vol 4 will knock you out!
CORRIDORJuly’s edition will blow your mind! Touching on topics about justice for all or some, tender relationships, and choice.
June’s “Corridor” is OUT
You can find it in local shops around Bellingham starting this week.Volume 3 featured poemsFIGHTER PILOTS OF THE APOCALYPSETRICK RIDERDenise du Maurier, Washington/Minnesota, U.S. AT THE DROP OFC.J. Prince, Washington, U.S. THE VIEWGANDERYES ANDDuncan Shields, British Columbia, Canada THE MAESTRO VISITS FUKUSHIMAthreat“Body/Today”, Published 2020Kathleen McKeever, Washington, U.S. FOUR MINUS THREETHE BACK OF MY HAND“You LoveContinueContinue reading “June’s “Corridor” is OUT”
Corridor Zine Seeks Poems
After two months and two editions, the zine “Corridor” is off and running! Have you found a copy yet? Here is a peek at the covers. Please send in your original poem and/or art by June 15 to be in the next volume.
“Corridor” Zine Needs You!
I have a simple vision. A 12-page, 5×7, staple bound, free zine sitting there, waiting to be discovered. It is casual, it is no drama, it is free and it says “I love you, you got this.” You have coffee together and it follows you home. You become best friends.
May I Help You?
The male dominance will not leave happily. It appears to also be throwing a fit and determined to burn the barn before selling it to its rival. The feminine age that we are walking into day by day is an age of healing and nurturing. <<< This is what got my attention.
Au jus
However, the backdrop for this poem is not what most marble is used for, a god in crisis or an ancient emperor. Instead it is a four hour visit with my mom at her cabin, watching her cook a simple roast beef lunch. Ordinary and extraordinary all at the same time. Love does that.
Ghost in the Hall
The Skeleton Ghost walking the halls at night
His spirit jumping out, looking for food for his soul
Wandering around for morsels of encouragement
His bony frame proved little return
Angel From Montgomery
The whole mill was loud–so loud that you could sing to yourself, at the top of your lungs and no one would be able to hear you unless they were right up on your platform. So, I sang. To help my memory, because I can’t do only one thing at a time, I decided to learn new songs. I looked up the lyrics and tried to sing all the way through without a mistake. I learned 5 or 6 new songs doing this. Singing became a part of my work life. It helped the time pass and, well, it really felt good
South Beach
https://youtu.be/KYIdr_7H5Yw This poem “South Beach” was written back in 2010 and later published in my first poetry chapbook “Madrona Grove” in 2013. It is what some would call a “process poem” where the writer uses the art of poetry to process a real event in their life. Of all the poems in the book THISContinueContinue reading “South Beach”
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