June 18-24, 2007: Mary Scardino and Julie Wallace

week of June 18-24, 2007

Mary Scardino and Julie Wallace



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Mary Scardino
scardino_mary@yahoo.com

Bio (auto)

My writing credits include poetry in Poetic Hours, Fullosia Press, and Write On I am currently working on development of my first chapbook.

The following work is Copyright © 2007, and owned by Mary Scardino and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

The Long Visit

The heckler wind
got his revenge on time Rightly so, it whisked
away winter’s damage Welcomed, and listened
to for its invisible mime,
the land’s enforcer frisked
last season’s visage The hurried sky
adjusted,˜ blue, waiting
for clouds to subside,˜
peaking through the cover
at this wild guy Real sirens sing,
twisting with tide
in a maneuvered hover Birds fly lower,
cling tighter,
wings closer A leaf imitates,
mimicking soft glide Hair flips to the side “Just passing through,”
he relates.


Julie Wallace
jawallac27@gmail.com

Bio (auto)

I’m a nontraditional student in the graduate creative writing program at Central Michigan University I’m the Poetry Editor at the graduate run literary magazine Temenos I wrote a play in second grade, co-hosted a poetry slam and open mike, and have worked in marketing, insurance, modeling, and retailing I live in Mount Pleasant, Michigan, with two cats
Visit Julie on the web here: http://todayspoet.wordpress.com/

The following work is Copyright © 2007, and owned by Julie Wallace and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

Celebration

for nobody but me

nobody is disposable you can replace nobody
with a new and improved model,
but even as you lament that
old things worked better,
you’ll trudge up and down
the aisles of another gargantuan superstore
gathering things you don’t need mostly, you don’t think you need nobody.

nobody could be any body—
a body in a chair making eye contact
and fooling you: do you think nobody idolizes you?

perhaps nobody bides their time,
surreptitiously counting years, months,
weeks, days, hours, minutes,
seconds, and split seconds until…

nobody waits for The Until:
one splash of ink,
one less check to sign,
no more benefits to pay,
and soon enough, you’ll forget nobody.

here then, is nobody
celebrating
the freedom of anonymity here is nobody
proclaiming Yes!
to the world.

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