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Sean C. Bowen
messagesean@hotmail.com

Bio (auto)

Sean C. Bowen is currently residing in upstate NY and sometimes also writes under the pen names "yesk", and "sean chance". he has been published in/by Senseless Offerings Zine, Gloom Cupboard, Madswirl Press, Yellow Mama Press, Throwrag Zine, Conceit Magazine, Type A+B Positive, The Cerebral Catalyst, Scintillating Publications, Zapata Publications, Hecale, Censored Poets, Literary Tonic, Poetic Legacy, Why Vandalism?, Hobson's Choice Zine, The Lotus Reader, Off Beat Pulp, Dicey Brown Magazine, Lost Beat Poetry, Riot House Zine, Hysteric Glamour Zine and many more since coming on to the small press scene in november of 2007. Visit Sean on the web here: www.myspace.com/yeskone

The following work is Copyright © 2008, and owned by Sean C. Bowen and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

The Gallery

Morning mom making breakfast
two eggs over easy
2 sausage links
two mocha mugs
hot sauce, ketchup
today is gallery opening
free cheese and wine
i love to eat
sometimes you don't understand
it's deeper than you think
sometimes
even the gallery design
elevator and handles on the doors
cast iron, red brick, marble, and lace
highly reflective reversable images
the stairs a loop
photographers and chefs
the poet
all arive early
even the sometimes
you don't understand
sometimes
it's deeper than you think


4 a.m.

I've seen it all
every ding
dong
bell
whistle
ufo, easter bunny, sasquatch, santa
flim, flam, hustle, and scam
(all at once i might add)
i put them in a doggybag to go
but i never seen THIS coming
this disorder
not this needle
torture
spoon, dirty room
not last night or, this morning
hourly rate motel
at 4 a.m.
that's where i am

Beth Stolar Kehayes
bkehayes@verizon.net

Bio (auto)

Beth Stolar Kehayes has a Bachelor of Fine Arts degree from The College of New Jersey, USA. After a twenty year hiatus from the discipline of writing she has been making up for lost time since September 25th, 2005. Her poetry has been published in over thirty different venues, in print and on line. She is currently working on her first book.

The following work is Copyright © 2008, and owned by Beth Stolar Kehayes and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.


An Ode to Joheved

She has Bordeaux
in her veins and the sultry voice
of peasants in song.
A master of acidity and sugar,
she buttons cotton lace
in medieval fare.
She knows the high priestess
and her moons,
the pulse and grip
of fire over Talmudic words
and the herbs to soothe.
She dons sprite slippers
over moors and fens.
And in her home
amid the aroma of sage,
wormwood and lavender,
the mirage appears.
From the vineyard
to the cellar,
the bees pollinate
everything Joheved
has ever touched.

A Man With No Teeth Serves Us Breakfast | I'd Like to Bake Your Goods | Stolen Mummies | Brendan Constantine is My Kind of Town
Up Liberty's Skirt | Feeding Holy Cats | Mowing Fargo | I'm a Jew, Are You? | Lizard King of the Laundromat | I Am My Own Orange County
Paris: It's The Cheese | Poetry Super Highway | Judaic Links | Rick's Bookmarks | Cobalt Poets
E-mail Rick | Other Cool Rick Stuff / Upcoming Readings | Who The Hell Is Rick