Posts tagged with the keyword: ‘Linda Dove’


Note Left on the Bedpost

Note Left on the Bedpost
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Note Left on the Bedpost  For My Ordinary Icarus By Lynne Thompson   From more than my balcony, you leap—patchouli in air, hymn like a wheel, a fiction turned hurricane on an atoll. You are ever-young, hair slicked from your temples. You are color and no color and a pyre and more harming than harmed. […]

Fitzpatrick & Constantine at Alta-L.A.

Fitzpatrick & Constantine at Alta-L.A.

Thursday is the 3rd and final Alta-L.A., the poetry series hosted by Altadena Library’s Poet Laureate. The evening features Pasadena poet Mary Fitzpatrick who has been featured in the Atlantic Review, North American Review, and has been published in numerous journals such as The Georgetown Review, ASKEW, Agenda (UK), and The Dos Passos Review. She […]

Re-Imagining the Arroyo

Re-Imagining the Arroyo

Linda Dove and Elizabeth Garrison and 15 other artists are re-imagining the Arroyo this weekend…so come on down! Art and poetry installations, a collaboration entitled “Flag the Bear” will be constructed in the lower Arroyo, November 2nd-3rd. Join an adventuresome array of Southern California’s artists on a half mile stroll, enlivened with their interpretations of […]

Alta-LA: First Bilingual Event

Alta-LA: First Bilingual Event

Three Latinas—performance poet, writer, and artist Vibiana Aparicio-Chamberlin; poet, author, curator, and columnist for Pasadena SGV Journal, Gerda Govine; and author, poet, editor, and writing consultant, Thelma T. Reyna will read their poetry in Spanish and English at Altadena Library on Thursday, October 17 at 7:00 p.m. in the Library Community Room. This event is the […]

St. Nicholas of Tolentino Loses His Arms to His Cause

St. Nicholas of Tolentino Loses His Arms to His Cause

          By Linda Dove I am no longer rowing this boat. Oarless, I cheat death. I skim gloom. My arms go on working without me, just some old wood people expect to start fires. Can you lose the hope of your hands? Once, they broke bread, made the sign of the […]

After Imaging by Linda Dove

After Imaging by Linda Dove

After imaging In the scan of my head there are lakes, frozen and lit. At altitude, sockets of snow. In the door of my head lights left burning where I crave the doused dark. The doctor’s voice is a mouthful of cloud. She spits out words sequela      foci      lesions  that flit […]

Boxes by Linda Dove

Boxes by Linda Dove

A minnow found in the stomach of a pickerel had a pickerel in its stomach that had in its stomach a minnow. —John McPhee We think we’re off the hook— contained in containers of multitudes. When the goldfish dies, we dissect the pet-store tank for its match. No one worries like we do. We keepsake […]

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