September 10-16, 2001: Jane Cassady and Carol Sircoulomb

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Jane Cassady is from Syracuse, New York, by way of Orange County California She is the author of 3 chapbooks, the most recent being Young Girl Writing a Love Letter from Inevitable Press She has appeared in The Lummox Journal, Beyond the Valley of the Contemporary Poets, and Incidental Buildings and Accidental Beauty, an anthology of Orange County poets Currently, she is wicked Zen For further information, you should go see that movie Ghost World, which features the poet’s favorite bridge

The following work is Copyright © 2001, and owned by Jane Cassady and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsover without written permission from the author.

George Washington Slept Here As if New Jersey were a place you could actually be from -Rick Lupert In the state seen quarter by quarter, the planes you see in the Turnpike sunset aren’t landing there, of course, like everyone North,they’re from the city West Orange has a hill with a backdrop skyline which inspired bridge and tunnel colonialism Hoboken, a strawberry soda in the way to the Path train We keep getting pulled up through from the ghost stories the Devil the Cape May diamonds New Jersey invented American Universal Naming; The Lido Diner,Springfield Here’s where they come to ask why drive on the parkway and vice versa When Dogma started here, as I did, God staring out over Asbury Park the cameras avoided the trees growing up through the arcade- Come see New Jersey where entropy began. Yes, I Swear That’s His Name, I Checked His Driver’s License Christian Bible has the most beautiful green eyes, and I can’t stop calling him by his full name He once saw a liscence plate thet said “believe” while he was questioning, and I had a similar experience with one that said “utopia”, only the driver offered me a ride and I said no We’re using words like “flow” and “dogma” and “choice” but I’m thinking “Hmmm .Mrs Jane Bible .won’t work but I could change my name to Bhagavad Gita and we could reproduce like crazy and never run out of jokes to name the children by In the evening over tea that says “Calm” right on it, I’ll ask him “Why?” and he’ll say “Because the food tastes better after the dancing” and he’ll ask me why and I’ll say “Because, Christain Bible, you have the most beautiful green eyes “

Carol Sircoulomb
csircoulomb@kscable.com

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I live in Wichita Kansas I am a mother of 3 and am an artist, photographer I like to write short form poems I have had poems in E-zines Transparent Words, Prairie Poetry, World Haiku Review, Caught in the Net, Zimmerzine, and in Photo Haiku I won the poetry competition Miniworks in Charnwood England in 2000, and had a sijo published in an anthology Haiku 2000 I was just notified I will have a haiku in the Haiku Society of America 2001 anthology.

The following work is Copyright © 2001, and owned by Carol Sircoulomb and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsover without written permission from the author.

Hysterectomy my belly is going to be split open for doctors to laugh hysterically and gawk gawk what a word thinking this is gross a tumor the size of a Volleyball I say lets take a picture of the team me holding the ball arm around the doctor I want to say oh my god that was inside of me Let’s play ball Whistle From the wooden bridge Fog rises with the stream Switching back from the hills Unable to see pine trees I hear you whistle my tune Sijo .Once Loved My lips loved to bite your ears and taste your masculine neck We would giggle in our passion, rolling and touching in ecstasy Now we stare at our computer screens never wanting to touch.