In these erasure poems, Collier Nogues presents oblique, redolent lines that contain and complicate the ghostlike traces left behind from original historical documents. Nogues has created a beautiful, haunting piece of work with The Ground I Stand on Is Not My Ground, winner of the inaugural Drunken Boat Poetry Book Contest.
You can read Nogues’s poems as simply the appearance of inviting, enigmatic words on a page. But you can also read them while moving your finger or your cursor over the offered lines, in this way interacting with the text as you reveal as well as conceal the primary texts on which the poems are based. Continue Reading »
Posted in Poetry, Reviews | Tagged "Japanese situation", 1940s, Collier Nogues, colonization, effaced text, erasure poetrics, internment, Japanese history, Maggie Trapp, militarization, Okinawa | 1 Comment »
Come and take a gander at three new pieces from Allen Forrest and Brian Michael Barbeito: The Gallery
And for more art from our past contributors, please visit our archives: The Museum
Posted in Art, Editorial, Uncategorized | Tagged Art, artwork, Bram Shay, drawings, mosaics, photography, revisited, yellow | Leave a Comment »
Before Donald Trump began his march to the White House, before he had his own line of clothing, and before he had his own television show, he was simply a real- estate mogul, setting up casino after casino in Atlantic City. Before Trump dug his grubby paws into the sand, though, Atlantic City was a place of fortune tellers and food stands, a place where families could go for a day or a week to get away from their lives in the New Jersey and Philadelphia suburbs. Louis Greenstein’s debut novel, Mr. Boardwalk (New Door Books, 2014) chronicles that time, when things at least seemed simpler—not counting the racial politics that are glossed over by the suburbanites, narrator of the novel included.
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The first thing you need to know is that I’m not Chinese.
My name is Raymond Wong and I stopped being Chinese
at the age of five.
And so begins Raymond Wong’s touching account of his own coming of age as a Chinese American. I’m Not Chinese is part memoir, part travelogue, part lyric essay, and it is entirely warm and moving. Wong takes us with him on his journey from resentment to openness and insight, and his is a book that, while appearing at first unassuming, is, we come to realize, thick with humor and understanding.
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Posted in Editorial, Nonfiction, Reviews | Tagged cultural acceptance, family, Hong Kong, journey, Maggie Trapp, mother, Not Chinese, Raymond M. Wong, resentment, reverence | Leave a Comment »
Vanessa Blakeslee’s short story collection, Train Shots (Burrow Press, 2014), gives you a little pause. True to the title, the breaths between stories are like the pauses in between downing shots.
Blakeslee is not afraid to end things on a suspenseful note, and I still find myself wondering about the fates of some of the characters. For example, Layla in “Barbecue Rabbit” kept me up at night, wondering about her and her unhappy, psychopathic son, Ethan. The ending gives such a rush. Without spoilers, let’s just say I wonder how many people wind up getting listed in the police report. It is rare to find an author who creates characters that stay with you so vividly once the book is closed.
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