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Seventeen Warnings For The Dysfunctional School District

John Samuel Tieman, Prose

1) Be afraid if many reports, which sound important, are read by few and taken seriously by fewer. 2)  Be afraid if a critique is thought to substantiate the inadequacy of the person voicing the observation. 3)  When fundamental problems are reported, be afraid if the usual solution is to humiliate the person making the assessment. …

Joseph Legaspi’s Imago: poems

By | Prose

In Imago, a finely-realized first collection of poems, Manhattan-based Joseph Legaspi looks back through the gates of adulthood at an Eden-like childhood in the Philippines. But these free-verse narratives are not simple, sugar-coated, or — for all their use of the word “I” — self-centered; their delicate surfaces give way to reveal a world that …

Enrollment

By | John Samuel Tieman, Prose

So the army lets me out a few days early to register for college.   I should have been in till February, but they send me home from Vietnam on 7 December 1970.   I have to enroll right away.   Until then, I’m still on active duty, a member of the 4th Infantry Division.   But from the …

December 7

By | John Samuel Tieman, Prose

It occurs to me that, thirty-nine years ago, at about this very hour, I returned home to St. Louis from Vietnam.   I always remember it because it’s Pearl Harbor Day. One day a rocket flew right over our hooch.   The next day we were down on the coast, checking out of the Nam.   The day …

To My Student, The Catholic Kid Who Asks About “The Spiritual Method”

By | John Samuel Tieman, Prose

I, too, went to bed amidst the howling of the autumn wind and awoke early the next morning amid the chanting of the priests … Matsuo Basho My Young Friend, After almost sixty years, I have learned so little in life that I’m not sure if I can impart anything except sure methods for garnering …

Nancy Pagh’s No Sweeter Fat

By & | John Samuel Tieman, Prose

Literature teachers are often want to say that anything can be made the subject of poetry.   And this is the collection that proves that point.   From diets to seafood to the treadmill, Nancy Pagh’s No Sweeter Fat makes the reader laugh, cry and reflect, often in the same poem. Concerning style, Pagh often evokes Walt …

The Art of Loneliness is The Heart of Poetry

By | Elizabeth Kirschner, Prose

At first I wrote: the art of loneliness is the art of poetry. Then art became heart. I am a solo singer hoping to be a singular singer in a silent choir. Rilke once wrote that a marriage was about two solitudes bordering each other. I once thought that of my own marriage until I …

Root of Language

By | Prose

Like any poet, I think a lot about language. It’s a way to connect with the physical world, but also to lift out of it. It’s abstract, but its source is concrete — the letters of our alphabet are based on a set of pictograms, stylized pictures used for words. Egyptian hieroglyphs, Mayan glyphs, and cuneiform …