November 5-11, 2012: Rebecca Lu Kiernan and Steven Kunert

Rebecca Lu Kiernan and Steven Kunert


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Rebecca Lu Kiernan
geckogalpoet@hotmail.com

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Rebecca Lu Kiernan has published in MS. MAGAZINE, ASIMOV’S SCIENCE FICTION, NORTH AMERICAN REVIEW
and numerous books and magazines in the U.S and Australia. Her first poetry collection, "Sex With Trees…" was published by 2 River Press. Canada’s YGDRASIL released her second collection, "The Man Who Remembered Too Much". Kiernan was nominated for a Rhysling award for her sci fi tale of seduction, "When a Snake Bites You in the Ass". She lives on the gulf coast. Visit her on the web here.

The following work is Copyright © 2012, and owned by Rebecca Lu Kiernan and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

Gifts from Scientists

Thank you
For the velociraptor you cloned me for Christmas
And the unbreachable hex translation
Of blueprints for other-world devices.
Thank you
For the cigar box
Of artfully arranged broken birds
And the rainbow glitter you glued
To their gently twitching feathers.
Thank you
For discovering
The extinction level event asteroid
And naming it after me!
When you pushed my eye into the telescope
I could have sworn
You were giving me a star.
Thank you
For the broken birds,
Easily discarded
Instead of the merciless words,
A cross from which
I could never have climbed down


The Case Against Chaos

We were promised
Trick candles and red velvet cake,
Midnight fireworks,
Champagne in cave-crystal flutes.
You wore a Tom Ford tuxedo in abyss blue.
My transparent gown of glitter
Made promises the night could not keep.

Giant screens showed a split-screen view
Of asteroid and missile.
Bach filled the silence.
No one will ever know
What ruined the math.

In a flash,
Our skeletons fused in cognizant embrace.

Had I more time,
I like to think I would have told you,
Nothing of me was true
And I destroyed every universe
In which we would not meet
Just to spend these seven years
Entangled with you.


Steven Kunert
skunert@oregonstate.edu

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Steven Kunert teaches writing at Oregon State University in Corvallis, Oregon. He has published prose and poetry for over thirty years, most recently in Wordriver, Fogged Clarity, Six Sentences, decomP and Word Riot, and he has an essay forthcoming in Apeiron Review. His poems previously appeared in Poetry Super Highway in 2008, 2010 and 2011.

The following work is Copyright © 2012, and owned by Steven Kunert and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

A Perfect Goodbye

Just before I die,
may I hear meadowlark music
as a woodpecker drums
and a goldfinch twitters in flight.

May hummingbirds buzz beneath
a kingfisher’s machine-gun call
while warblers cheep, nuthatches whee
and swallows swoop and sing.

Allow flickers to wacka-wacka,
crows to raucously caw,
grackles to raise hackles,
and scrub jays to talk squawk.

And may I hear this tune:
the flapping-wings whoosh
of herons and sandhill cranes
against the yodel of a loon.

Then, drifting from open windows
may the sounds of my last words
drift to be procured
in the memory of a mockingbird.