Ginosko Literary Journal #19 Summer 2017 PO Box 246 Fairfax, CA 94978
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1 Ginosko Literary Journal #19 Summer 2017 www.GinoskoLiteraryJournal.com PO Box 246 Fairfax, CA 94978 Robert Paul Cesaretti, Editor Member CLMP Est. 2002 Writers retain all copyrights Cover Photo Shayne Skower www.skower.com 2 ginosko (ghin-océ-koe) A Greek word meaning to perceive, understand, realize, come to know; knowledge that has an inception, a progress, an attainment. The recognition of truth from experience. γινώσκω 3 Heaven fills my lamp with oil and I place it at my window to direct the stranger through the dark. I do all these things because I live in them; and if destiny should tie my hands and prevent me from so doing, then death would be my only desire. For I am a poet, and if I cannot give, I shall refuse to receive. Kahlil Gibran 4 C O N T E N T S PRAYER FOR SMOKE 14 Jason Del Guidice Flawed 17 M.M. Collins RECOMPENSE 19 Katherine Forbes Riley Dementia Nights 21 Hospital Visit 22 Connection 23 Sneaking Back 24 Austin Alexis Relic Making, #2: Smoke 25 Relic Making, #4: Wheel of Life 26 Relic Making, #5: Splinters of the Cross 27 A Junk Drawer 28 Gone 30 Larry D Thacker OUTSIDE, INSIDE 31 EVENTS 32 COLORS AND HEADGEAR 33 UNTITLED 35 William C. Blome Two Tons of Pig Manure 36 Mitchell Waldman Mornings 47 Courtney McMahon Transients 53 Inheritance 55 Olivia Kate Cerrone 5 FACE RECOGNITION 56 IRRIGATION MASSACRE 57 SLIDING DOOR 58 LUCK 59 CONNECTIONS 60 Wendy Hoffman Catacomb 61 Four Trees 62 Inking the Plate 63 Lepidoptera 64 Rainy Ridge 65 Douglas G Campbell CONEY ISLAND, Memorial Day, 1957 67 Sheila Martin FRANKLIN AVE 71 Rachel Veroff The Tin Cup 73 Jana Harris Red, White and Blues 75 Janice Hastert Black Bear Lake 76 Ken Wetherington CRIPPLED RAIN 83 CYCLES 84 ORPHANED MICROPHONES 85 PRELUDE TO WEBINAR 86 ELECTION SEASON 87 Larry Narron THE INTERVENTION 88 BODY PARTS 91 CONSORTING WITH LUNACY 93 Bill Yarrow OCEAN 95 Michael Chin 6 Resurrection 97 Elements of Enchantment 97 Bridget Clawson Come to Me 98 Joseph Krauter Blue Ribbon Babies 102 Rattled 103 My Own 105 Steve’s Mom Gets Out of Prison 106 At 7,000 Feet 108 Labecca Jones Eviction Day 109 Bill Cook THIS VILLAGE CALLED A RIVER 112 Diane Glancy The Gypsy House 117 Nana 118 Orhan 119 For Natasha 120 Adrian Slonaker Below the Poverty Line 121 Baby 121 Made in China 122 Rachel Holbrook Bruadar 123 Love Letter 124 Adoration 125 Genesis: Bone 126 Genesis: Eat 127 Angela Doll Carlson 7 four-storied 128 Man to the hills, woman to the shore 129 Recidivism 130 Kelly McNerney Boots 131 DC Diamondopolous BLANK SPACE 139 READING THROUGH AN OLD JOURNAL 140 NOVEMBER, 2014 141 EYES (PLANES) 142 STORAGE SPACE 143 James Croal Jackson 1348 144 Russell Hemmell Strains of weird music 146 Even Disasters Shed No Light 147 After 148 California Mountains 149 Dreaming without 150 Figure observed in seismic activity 151 When night will glow 152 Out Hiking or was it a Dream? 153 Andrea Moorhead The Artificial Lantern 154 The Mushroom Ghosts of Finland 155 The Ochre Hotel of Stockholm 156 Gordon the Turtle 157 Kirby Wright Coming Up Roses 158 Allan Douglass Coleman Seventeen Years 166 Clearing the Air 167 What I Could Have Been 168 Where the Bells Went 169 Ian C Williams 8 Desert Light 170 Three Sisters 171 Night Alley 168 The Day My Brother Cried 173 Taken 170 Loretta Diane Walker Fair People 174 Laura Dzubay I’m Quick Becoming Stone 185 Forest Arthur Ormes Impermanence 195 “Our Father” 196 James Claffey Braille 198 Breakfast at Tim Horton’s 199 Diagnosis 200 Nevus flammeus 201 Remembering 202 E Laura Golberg LOOKING THROUGH THE FAMILY ALBUM 203 AN OCCUPIED HOUSE 205 SUDDEN HURRICANE 208 John Grey Follow the Snow 209 Robert Ciesla Among trees 213 A feather cairn 214 Sibelius’ lullaby 215 Once friends 216 Euan Tait Symphony of the Sierra 217 Justin Fenech Candle 223 Neil Citrin 9 Square Musing 235 Distance 237 Hope 239 Soar Finger 241 Pageant 243 Richard K. Weems Fast Food 244 Karen K Ford VOICES 246 Thomas Elson “Life haunted by its more beautiful sister life” 253 “I left parts of myself-everywhere The way absent-minded people leave Gloves and umbrellas.” 254 “Everything you didn’t understand Made you who you are.” 255 “The sun doesn’t care for ambiguities, But I do. I open the door and let them in.” 256 Return to a Place Lit by a Glass of Milk 257 Alan Catlin big sir 258 devin wayne davis BENEATH SALVATION MOUNTAIN 259 Andrew J. Hogan AT A CLASSIC FILM REVIVAL 272 BEREFT 273 AN AMERICAN POET ON TOUR 274 THE ISLANDS OF LANGERHANS 275 HAYDN’S HEAD: A PASTICHE 278 E M Schorb Moving Day 296 Penn Stewart HSI -WEI AND THE L IUQIN P LAYER 300 Robert Wexelblatt The Dead 307 Keijo Kangur 10 LOVE THEME BY MOONLIGHT 310 LISTS 311 COFFEE CUPS 311 Anjana Basu Tired Cantilena for Barstow, Can’t Sleep 312 Unheard Music 314 May Day 315 South from Alicante 316 The Man Buys Himself a Guitar to Play the Blues 317 Tobi Alfier THE YOUNG MAN 318 THE HOUSE WHERE WE USED TO LIVE 319 FIRST LOVE 320 PRE-VALENTINE’S DAY POEM 321 MODERN ROMANCE 322 Douglas Nordfors After Sleep 323 The Lovers 324 By the Light of Dawn 325 Daylight 326 Remains 327 Angels 328 Willows 328 Tulips 329 Deer 329 Natalie Crick HIGH DROUGHT 330 STREET TRUMPETS 331 BLOOMING 332 ASPARAGUS HUNT 333 Diane Webster 11 PEELING THE BARK 334 AFTER HEARING THE YOUNG BLACK POET 335 A WOULD-BE MIX 337 DEMOCRACY AT THE MALL 338 WHAT THE GARGOYLE SEES 339 Gene Twaronite 8/ETERNITY 340 Lisa Harris “Hope is the thing with feathers” 341 Jennie Robertson 12 344 Raving: A Tribute to Buddy Holly 348 Walking Hypotheses between an Aristocrat & a Bohemian 350 Blinking Innocence of the Cinnamon Woman 353 Z M Wise DOGS 355 FINISHING POEMS 356 ISLAND PROPERTY 357 LIWA 357 THE ARK 358 THE POORHOUSE 359 J. TARWOOD 20 February 2017 360 22 February 2017 360 25 February 2017 360 26 February 2017 360 5 March 2017 360 Margarita Serafimova The Attitudes of Language 361 Metaphysics of Cloud 360 Cloud Formations Over Mason County 363 A Clouded Sulphur Wing 367 In the Autumn Evening When Two Thousand Pages Burnt 368 The Poet and Society 369 John Timothy Robinson 12 Intro to Philosophy 378 Ed Higgins Interview with Ron Silliman by Lepota Cosmo 379 Interview of Travis Mulhauser by Carol Smallwood 386 Kierkegaard or Nietzsche 390 Theodore Sabo The Hallelujah Song 394 Richard Meade Writer Services Contributors 13 PRAYER FOR SMOKE Jason Del Guidice Ruben died on a cold night. I mean, not regular cold, but cold cold. We’d had us a session that night. Smoked our junk supper on the tracks. Sufficiently fixed, Ruben sat there looking like the Thinker , elbows on his knees, his body rocking fluidly, head dropping lower and lower until he fell off the crate he’d been sitting on. I crawled over to him and found a face like a rubber mask, and whispered his name into his ear. I dragged him to his spot and worked at covering him, and then Magda knelt down beside him and felt his head for fever. “It's going to be a long night,” she said. Ruben had been sick. Had been going around for weeks, coughing hard. But he never complained, never said shit except for when that cough came from deep within. I remember him making a desperate face, saying, “It’s like a hot knife,” and then knocking on his bony chest to show where it was hurting. It was so dark that night. The street lamp on the bridge was out. No neon blue glow from the go-go bar sign, either. A police raid shut that down. All of Mr. Larry’s girls locked up for selling it. I heard Ruben’s breathing, shallow and quick, reedy and whistling in his throat. I moved my bed beside his. I laid down and pulled my cover over me—an assortment of sheet-foam, old blankets and plastics that smelled fishy like the dead air from inside an old tire. The only parts of us exposed to the cold were our crying eyes, dripping noses, and our split, bleeding lips. I fell into a half-sleep, an opiate dream, trembling, watching the shifting forms in my foggy breath rise to a night sky the last shade of blue before black, and violet clouds like strips of torn paper, moving across a white moon encircled by signaling planets. Everything pulsating with the beating of my heart and the coo of a hidden dove. 14 In the morning, some force pulled me away from the sleep world. Something jabbing at me. A voice. I opened my eyes and saw two cops wearing knit hats, leather jackets with thick, wooly collars. One of them was standing, backlit by the sun. The other was leaning over me, poking me in the chest with his baton. “Get the fuck up.” Magda was crying. She was being escorted away by a lady cop. I stood up and called to her, but my legs cramped and then buckled and I began to shake. The cop with the baton grabbed a fistful of my coat and said, “Let’s go.” Ruben was where I had left him. He laid there uncovered, his hands curled into claws near his face, fingers that looked like they could be laced through a chain link fence, and I thought of that Star Wars movie when bad guys froze, what's his name? Indiana Jones.