Editors' Notes

Maria Damon and Michelle Greenblatt
Jim Leftwich and Michelle Greenblatt
Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt

A Visual Conversation on Michelle Greenblatt's ASHES AND SEEDS with Stephen Harrison, Monika Mori | MOO, Jonathan Penton and Michelle Greenblatt

Letters for Michelle: with work by Jukka-Pekka Kervinen, Jeffrey Side, Larry Goodell, mark hartenbach, Charles J. Butler, Alexandria Bryan and Brian Kovich

Visual Poetry by Reed Altemus
Poetry by Glen Armstrong
Poetry by Lana Bella
A Eulogic Poem by John M. Bennett
Elegic Poetry by John M. Bennett
Poetry by Wendy Taylor Carlisle
A Eulogy by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Vincent A. Cellucci
Poetry by Joel Chace
A Spoken Word Poem and Visual Art by K.R. Copeland
A Eulogy by Alan Fyfe
Poetry by Win Harms
Poetry by Carolyn Hembree
Poetry by Cindy Hochman
A Eulogy by Steffen Horstmann
A Eulogic Poem by Dylan Krieger
An Elegic Poem by Dylan Krieger
Visual Art by Donna Kuhn
Poetry by Louise Landes Levi
Poetry by Jim Lineberger
Poetry by Dennis Mahagin
Poetry by Peter Marra
A Eulogy by Frankie Metro
A Song by Alexis Moon and Jonathan Penton
Poetry by Jay Passer
A Eulogy by Jonathan Penton
Visual Poetry by Anne Elezabeth Pluto and Bryson Dean-Gauthier
Visual Art by Marthe Reed
A Eulogy by Gabriel Ricard
Poetry by Alison Ross
A Short Movie by Bernd Sauermann
Poetry by Christopher Shipman
A Spoken Word Poem by Larissa Shmailo
A Eulogic Poem by Jay Sizemore
Elegic Poetry by Jay Sizemore
Poetry by Felino A. Soriano
Visual Art by Jamie Stoneman
Poetry by Ray Succre
Poetry by Yuriy Tarnawsky
A Song by Marc Vincenz

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Two Poems by Wendy Taylor Carlisle


this landscape of the mind//Is a landscape only of the eye
                                                                                             Wallace Stevens

All my life
    all my life
        the eye only.

This shoulder, that
    hip, the pattern of
        rib, the landscape

of flesh, its span and
    surface, the judgment
        of form that

Suspends my own.

The Laughter Mechanic

The laughter mechanic's arrival is routine.  He rents an office, puts ads in the Pennysaver and arranges his tools—funny car, one liner, banana peel.  He waits. Solemn clients show up.  They are eager to embrace the physics of the giggle. They study rib cage expansion & how to squeeze air into bray or snigger.  They ache to accomplish heehaw and horselaugh. They, long to craft the hoot & all other interactions of smooth muscle and sensibility.

The laughter mechanic studies the various tee-hees.   He promises nothing and expects less.   His patients chuckle, grin, whoop.  When he takes their money, not one complains.  They remember what life was like before he came.  On their own without a last laugh, helpless, luckless, stuck. How they were always unable to finish the joke.

Wendy Taylor CarlisleWendy Taylor Carlisle lives in the Arkansas Ozarks. See more of and about her work at www.WendyTaylorCarlisle.com.

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