May 26 – June 1, 2014: Ralph Monday and Giuseppi Martino Buonaiuto

Ralph Monday and Giuseppi Martino Buonaiuto

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Ralph Monday
mondayrw@comcast.net

Bio (auto)

Ralph Monday is an Associate Professor of English at Roane State Community College in Harriman, TN., where he teaches composition, literature, and creative writing courses. In fall 2013 he had poems published in The New Plains Review, New Liberties Review, Fiction Week Literary Review, and was represented as the featured poet with 12 poems in the December issue of Poetry Repairs. In winter 2014 he had poems published in Dead Snakes. Summer 2014 will see a poem in Contemporary Poetry: An Anthology of Best Present Day Poems. His work has appeared in publications such as The Phoenix, Bitter Creek Review, Full of Crow, Impressions, Kookamonga Square, Deep Waters, Jacket Magazine, The New Plains Review, New Liberties Review, Crack the Spine, The Camel Saloon, Dead Snakes, Pyrokinection, and Poetry Repairs. His first book, Empty Houses and American Renditions will be published by Hen House Press in Fall 2014.

The following work is Copyright © 2014, and owned by Ralph Monday and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

Nostalgia

I would name you Nostalgia,
paint you in Rockwell tones
imagine that your heart reverberated
a 50s image of you at a sock hop in pony tails or
on roller skates serving real milk shakes
to greased back Fonzie dudes in shark fin convertibles.
I would write a narrative where as a high school senior
necking in the back seat at the drive in, kisses sepia,
your cheers rang out for the oppressed in Twelve Angry Men.
The poodle skirt an aria negating future permission,
Betty Boop merely misunderstood.
A Super 8 millimeter etching intuitive faculties
in black and white timbres, and you were June Cleaver
serving up TV dinners in pearls, a dress, high heels,
not yet knowing what you would eat.
Instead, deconstruction, Foucault, Steinem, Eva Morales,
epileptic  pronouncements in ambient streams, like
a supplicant voicing the sibyl, you have become that
which you do not know, memory and tradition given way
to innovated hissings, muted tongue aimless within a
buried hieroglyphic.


Giuseppi Martino Buonaiuto
jmbuonaiuto@gmail.com

Bio (auto)

Giuseppi Martino Buonaiuto is the pen name of Joseph M. Buonaiuto who lives in one of those gated, golf-coursed, over-55 lunatic asylums in southern California. He is a former U.S. Coast Guard officer, politician and teacher and holds three graduate degrees including a Masters from the Kennedy School of Government at Harvard.

The following work is Copyright © 2014, and owned by Giuseppi Martino Buonaiuto and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

JFK: 50 YEARS DEAD

Jack: as so many of us yearned to know him,
Still knocking down 90% approval ratings,
50 years dead: we still approve.
Dallas recognizing the event . . .
Cue Etta James: “At laaaaaaaaaaaaaaast . . .
“ The City of Big D,
Dallas in the Sixties,
Still wide open,
Still Wild-Wild West Wild,
Still string ties & Stetsons.
Hizzoner/Da Mayer–Now,
Recognizing the venue, at last.
Finally, it was time
To take ownership of the Crime scene.

Non-stop memorial coverage,
On CNN and MSN, of course.
Fox, meanwhile,
Doing agribusiness updates;
This year’s Carolina turkey crop &
Wuzzup in the cranberry bogs?