We All Remember (Cabin Kids) We all remember the running and playing how we cursed darkness and dinner bells, tumbling in at dusk’s very last moment before the sky winks the day goodbye catching your breath before the closed cabin door, waving goodbye and Johnny, an unassuming boy hollering have a good night! hands-sapped, knees-scraped, …
Category Archives: Poems
Dance of Petals and Other Poems
Dance of Petals These flowers coronal quivers of gold heavy headed they nod sweeping sway of yellow dancing white petaled wild spring meadow washes over me bouyant in a breezy field Birds of Spring It was soft, a purple shade lavender, lilac made of flowers warm, we breathed deep the inhale, swirling round sweet the …
There is a lot of poetry in these films.
Cinema Project gives a fair shake to short film in Space Time Being at PIFF. On Tuesday night at Whitsell Auditorium, Cinema Project and Northwest Film Center co-presented Short Cuts VII: Space Time Being for the 39th Annual Portland International Film Festival. Six short films, not one of them exceeding 25 minutes by directors from …
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ILLUSTRATION AND POEM BY JEN SCHOLTEN Surf & water can as water can’t alone; film a languid layer on this tired white bone under lying milkskin, overgrown and riddled with existence. Reminisce of comfort calling, but it’s not in this bath. Not this one. Skin shame is the same everywhere. None of us want to …
For Belle
Jen Coleman is author of “Psalms for Dogs and Sorcerers” (Trembling Pillow Press) which was selected by poet Dara Wier for the 2013 Bob Kaufman book prize. Jen’s next volume of poems is forthcoming from Furniture Press. She lives in Portland, OR and is a member of the Spare Room reading collective. For Belle The …
Transfixed by Night Skies
A collection of poems turning our attention to the night sky. Of stars Winter, the amber fire of ashen woods, we burned wet the smolder of mire the water and the fire dark ancestress home nights, moon shivering, cold stars fixed or falling beyond the skies fiery yields only dying embers lost in oblivion’s field …
Dying One in Time
A compilation of image and text by Portland-based poet, Brandi Katherine Herrera. It is a lyrical response to the death of her sister on 10/13/1984, now thirty-one years ago. I experienced Brandi Katherine Herrera’s poetry for the first time at Poetry Press week in December, 2014. Portions of DYING ONE IN TIME, Herrera’s manuscript and …
How The Soul Moves (and more poems)
How the soul moves It must be a tricky business it lingers, hovers stealthily an invisible silence a swift inhabitation the soul awaits to startle the body In wordless voice it moves from room to room turning lights on spends a lifetime ever longing to be heard In other countries Somewhere in a dream in …
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Sometimes, I still smell you on street corners. When the wet lust of the sun lays a lung on us. One long breath between the piss and the matrimony of skin and brick. Shape-shifter, you follow like a spirit dog. You swallowed me. Easy on the gut. I was. Too weak to speak on god. …