Title | : | Rattle #67, Spring 2020 |
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ISBN | : | - |
Language | : | English |
Format Type | : | Paperback |
Number of Pages | : | 102 |
Publication | : | First published March 1, 2020 |
The Spring 2020 issue features a special tribute section of poems written by students of Kim Addonizio’s poetry workshops (as well as one poem by Kim herself). Kim is as extraordinary a teacher as she is a poet, a fact that’s apparent in the rich, accomplished work of her students. She shares candidly about her teaching philosophy in a conversation with Alan Fox, as well as her approach to writing, and there’s much for both new and experienced poets to glean from her insights.
In the open section, the poems themselves are as good as their titles: “The Cow I Didn’t Eat.” “Social Experiments in Which I Am the [Bear].” “Ode to the Mattress on the Side of the Interstate.” Diverse as always, the new issue features a poem written in “the imagined voice of Frida Kahlo” (Barbara Lydecker Crane), “Young Dyke” by Alison Hazle (“This was my surname/for years. I wore it/like some fucking/Birkenstocks.”), a duo of triolets by Carolyne Wright, and much more.
POETRY:
George Bilgere
Lollie Butler
Erik Campbell
Barbara Lydecker Crane
William Evans
William Fargason
Dan Gerber
Lola Haskins
Alison Hazle
Matt Marinovich
Day Mattar
Richard Prins
Marjorie Saiser
Dondre Scott
Emily Sernaker
Kenny Tanemura
William Trowbridge
Charles Harper Webb
Carolyne Wright
Joseph Zaccardi
TRIBUTE TO KIM ADDONIZIO & HER STUDENTS:
Kim Addonizio
Karen Benke
Susan Browne
X.P. Callahan
Eleanor Channell
Steve Cushman
Cheryl Dumesnil
Sarah Freligh
In Koo Kim
Tracey Knapp
Anja Konig
Marie-Elizabeth Mali
Clint Margrave
Amy Miller
Karen Moulton
Ann Tweedy
Sharry Wright
CONVERSATION:
Kim Addonizio
Rattle #67, Spring 2020 Reviews
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I always try to read more poetry and this publication was a nice gift from a fellow Goodreads member. There are many independent poets included here with their works all professionally laid out in an easy-to-hold manner.
Have you ever driven by cast-off debris on the side of the road and imagined what it had been through? Well, there’s a poem for that (Ode To The Mattress On The Side Of The Interstate).
You no longer provide a safe night
to anyone, you are nothing anyone craves.
Airline travel gets some verse in Duct Tape, Sleep, Pretzels.
Out the window, past the duct tape, the sky
goes on a journey of freedom & fearlessness. That’s the human condition, too,
or else no one would ever get on a plane
or have children.
And there is Weather Report With Turkeys.
I love the life that comes back to my dog when he sees
the turkeys meander down the wet road. I need them I need
people. I need to be alone. I need a nap during a downpour.
Book Season = Year Round (different strokes) -
There were a couple of real standout poems, but unfortunately the huge majority of this collection were lacking in emotion. I read poetry to feel . . . and there was a real absence of feeling here.