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Issue 25

 
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Contests
 

2006

Winners

  • [First Place] At Sachuest Point, Easter by Claire Keyes
  • [Second Place] Dodgson with Frames by Carol Frith
  • [Third Place] The Onset of Autobiographical Memory by Kelley Madigan Erlandson

At Sachuest Point, Easter

by Claire Keyes

Where the rocks jut out furthest
into the sea, mergansers
prowl the shallows, winter guests

who are avid connoisseurs
of small, slippery fishes.
The lone male, his head feathers

distinguishing him, rakish
and tilted both, is handsome
but blasé. Just so, wishes

for Easter baskets, for some
chocolate chicks and pink eggs
have long faded and become

childish dreaming, the last dregs
of pagan myth. The surf creams
and whispers as if it begs

to differ. Granite rock seems
solid yet jagged cracks split
ledge from ledge. My savior-dreams

likewise strong, yet counterfeit,
crumbled. The big old Easter
moon remains. Late last night

it flooded the shore-line, her
moon, the moon of the goddess
Eos. Its bright curvature

signals rebirth and fullness,
the intrigue of spring waiting
to be seen, and, yes, to bless.

Claire Keyes' chapbook, Rising and Falling (1999), won the Foothills Poetry Competition. She lives in Marblehead, Massachusetts. Her poetry appears in Smartish Pace, Issue 14. [bio updated 2007]

Dodgson with Frames

by Carol Frith

Alice holds a mirror: spherical or flat?
Borrowed images—polished bronze
or glass that’s sputter-backed with silver.

Alice, falling through the story: French
mirror in a water-gilded frame,
a child’s cloudy image in the aging glass.

Frames—acanthus (scrolled) or egg and dart,
gesso with cartouches, assorted spandrels.
Alice, in your three-tiered skirt,

did he tell you beauty is a state of grace,
a mirror trick—beveled pier glass in
a giltwood frame? Alice in the English

mirror with a button trellis frame or
maybe silver-burnished like a child’s plate.
Alice, cautious child, remember Godstow?

Picnics on the dark, deserted road?
Is that the Nunnery in your oval mirror
with its bright rococo gilt? When

the mirror darkened in its frame, did
he stammer, Alice? Did he teach you
falling sums inside the mottled glass?

Carol Frith is Co-editor of the poetry journal, Ekphrasis. She is the author of Moving Like a Blue Flame (Medicinal Purposes, 2001), In and Out of Light (Bacchae Press, 2001) and Never Enough Zeros (2002, co-winner of the fall 2001 Palanquin Press Chapbook competition). Her poems have appeared in Smartish Pace, Issue 8, 10 & 14. [bio updated 2007]

The Onset of Autobiographical Memory

by Kelley Madigan Erlandson

A woman says she remembers her own birth
and this is the primary reason
she cannot work to feed herself
but must rest in the afternoons
with a cool cloth over her forehead.

She talks about her birth at odd times,
the sensation of air replacing water
like coming up out of the sea
from skin diving, water streaming
over the crown of her head.

She raises the story, an umbrella
held between her fingers that fails
to shield her. Always the intrusion
of recollection, the assault of a multitude
of colors after the dim interior,
the screech and clank of the world.
Ever since, she has found the human voice
too precise. Swimming underwater
is of some relief, and certain medications
kept in large supply at her bedside.

This is the way the world has damaged her,
the curse of memory starting its engine
prematurely. Always she seeks forgetfulness:
lying down in the snowdrift; throwing coins
into the coated throats of slot machines;
rearranging her red dishes
in the safety of the cupboards. Still, her bones
recall the crush, and the headaches come,
and she retreats to the canopied bed,
curtains pulled close like a membrane,
the pendulum clock a second heartbeat
overriding her own.

Kelly Madigan Erlandson was awarded the Distinguished Artist Award in Literature from the Nebraska Arts Council in 2006. She is the author of the how-to book, Getting Sober (McGraw-Hill, 2007). Her poetry appears in Smartish Pace, Issue 14. [bio updated 2007]
 
 
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