August 13-19: RC deWinter and Sy Roth

week of August 13-19, 2012

RC deWinter and Sy Roth

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RC deWinter
rcdewinter@comcast.net

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RC deWinter is a writer, photographer, digital artist and singer-songwriter living and working in Middletown, Connecticut. Her poetry has been published in “Uno, A Poetry Anthology,” “Pink Panther Magazine,” “The Sun”, “Poems Niederngasse,” “The Gall,” “The 2River View” and many other print and online publications.

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


that online thing

the small screen glows bluely
in the darkened room.
my eyes unfocus sometimes;
i spend many hours of every day
staring at words and punctuation,
staring at pixels, light and color,
proportion and alignment,
focusing on what i call
cunt-hair corrections,
and even then i miss a few.

even with all that punishment
to the eyes,
when the work is done and i can relax
i grab the phone and boot
the only world of friends i know.
we talk, we laugh,
we bitch about life and love –
or in some cases, the lack of it.
there’s bitter griping
about our country, the world and our place in it.

some don’t understand
this dedication to a universe unreal,
but if you live a life like mine
you surely do.
it’s a reaching out
for light and warmth and
the sound of another human voice,
even if that voice is reduced to
billions of dots in black
on that bluegray screen.

some do it because they’re bored,
some do it because what’s sitting at home
with them is unfaceable,
some do it because they’re afraid
to touch another in any other way.
but we all do it –
hour after hour, day after day,
night after night –
because someplace deep in our souls
we don’t want to be alone.

 



Sy Roth
sydad@hotmail.com

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Sy Roth is a retired school administrator and has finally found the sounds of silence and the time to think whole thoughts. This has led him to find words and the ability to shape them. He has published in Visceral Uterus, Amulet, BlogNostics, Every Day Poets, Barefoot Review, Haggard and Halloo, Misfits Miscellany, Mad Swirl, Larks Fiction Magazine, Danse Macabre, Bitchin’ Kitch, Bong is Bard, Humber Pie and The Eloquent Atheist.

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

The Body Electric

Historical reality lies submerged
where ancestors hid secret cracks in the dam,
leaky fissures on the verge of collapse,
bedbugs playing hide and seek between the sheets.
 
An electronic spelunker clicked a Bix Beiderbeck tune,
snapping images from the darkness beneath the skin
her wand swirling in figure eights and axels and lutzes
seeking  the pulsing rhythms beneath.
 
She is Intent on finding mini-avenues into
an infernal jungle of road bumps.
Swooshing seashell sounds clamor to the surface,
a stereo of ageless oceans fomenting their plan,
axis powers conspiring to find wormholes.
 
Breathless air intake–
Gray images of silence warp and woof through the brain
lurking in places that will have an end
when the electric song goes quiet.