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Denver Impressions

By | Prose, Songyi Zhang's America

Coming from China, a nation of 1.3 billion people, to the United States, which has a vast landscape, I’ve had many cultural shocks. Many are not only from the comparison with my homeland but also with the stark contrasts between the American states. Speaking of Denver, I immediately think of its NBA team, the Nuggets, …

Jailhouse Journal X

By | Prose

I gave the students a week off to revise their work. It was nice to have a break, but I found myself constantly thinking about the world around me in relation to the inmates at the jail. I watched Gasland the other night, a documentary about the Marcellus Shale natural gas drilling that’s going on …

Where Does Poetry Come From? IV

By | Michael Simms, Poetics, Prose

Many poets turn to the other arts for inspiration. For painters such as William Blake, Cezanne, and the contemporary Dutch painter Leo Klein, the challenge is to capture the sublime, to visually represent the invisible, so that the painting becomes more than itself, more than an object, more than a picture of what is seen. …

A Day in Lake Placid

By | Prose, Songyi Zhang's America

We took a day trip to Lake Placid in upstate New York. Whenever we told people we were going to Lake Placid, they would immediately inform us the place was the two-time site of the Winter Olympics, in 1932 and 1980. Yes, I knew that. But really I just wanted to see the lake and the …

Jailhouse Journal IX

By | Prose

A quote opens our lesson for the week: The art of revision is the art of writing: It’s something I’ve heard before, but I don’t know who said it. The men choose a piece of work that they feel good about, one that they put up on the projector and read aloud to the class. …

Where Does Poetry Come From? III

By | Michael Simms, Poetics, Prose

Perhaps the richest source of poetry can be found in the language of children. When my daughter was four years old, she experienced an airplane as big on the inside and little on the outside — which, incidentally, serves as a description of a lyric poem as well. She also says Ouch is me when she …

My First American Cold

By | Prose, Songyi Zhang's America

I have my first cold since my arrival in America ten months ago! I joked with my friends I couldn’t go back to China this summer because if I did, I would be considered a Swine Flu virus carrier. I remember last summer while H1N1 epidemic ran rampant around the world, the Chinese government authorities …

Issue 7 | Summer 2010

Wounded Horse

By | Prose

Mona lives in a trailer so she can keep her horse scoop his shit with her shovel, that’s love.  The railings of my fingers circle his nostrils as she thrusts the needle into his bleeding legs and I stroke his ears while white gauze is draped over his shins like I would caress the ears …