Arsenic Lobster poetry journal
|Issue Twenty, Summer 2009
A Blaze of Light In Every Word
A blaze of light
In every word
It doesn't matter which you heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah
I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though
It all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah
~ Leonard Cohen, from “Hallelujah”
Best of the Net/Best of the Web
Congratulations again to Arsenic Lobster contributors who were selected for "best of" anthologies.
Susan Slaviero's poem "The Noir Wife" is included in the 2008 Best of the Net Anthology. Her poem is showcased for the year on the website: http://www.sundress.net/bestof/.
Arlene Ang’s “Alopecia and the grizzly bear” & Joseph Olschner’s “The Dance of Curb Chickens” can be found in the Dzanc Books Best of the Web 2009: http://www.dzancbooks.org/store/botw2009.html.
The Arsenic Lobster 2009 Anthology
is now available and you can download an order form here:
Congratulations to all who contributed. This is the first year since I have been editor that the Arsenic Lobster has broken even (already!). Thanks (no, Hallelujah!) to benefactors, contributors, volunteers and recent acknowledgements—the Lobster is more arsenic than ever! So pick up your mouse and start clicking; start reading our new, blazing issue:
The Secret Chord That David Played—
• Glenn R. Frantz’s triad of disclaimers is a repetition of confidence and any objection to the obstacles, good or not, is a kind of reproach.
• Louis Brodsky will lift, and return you to old dreams of New Jerusalem.
• Michael Flatt offers abysmal Ambidexterity Training.
Blue American Lobster by Sarah MadsenAbout the Artist
• Elizabeth Weber notes that the trick is her black-feathered straps.
• Nick White claims there’s magic to the wind crashing against the exposed folds of an ear.
The Minor Falls, The Major Lifts—
• Hafiza Geter takes this time to describe how good a small lie can be.
• Rachel Mallino offers two crippled glands tucked into your throat.
• Matthew Keuter tells you how to vacation in a country at war.
Finally, The Baffled and The Composing—
• Michael Opperman hasn’t heard anything for years.
• Davide Trame orchestrates the richness of earth’s limbs.
• Shenandoah Sowash asks of all of us to wear our grief like wreaths, to pour it waxy, to make it into dresses.
Me? I dare you. And I dare you to read this—what I have to offer to you. Hallelujah!
Editor & Publisher, Arsenic Lobster Poetry Journal