Dr. Hurley’s Digest, Vol. II, Issue 48

 Though tomorrow is a holiday for Dr. H’s American readers, we’re still going to be bringing you goodies from Snake-Oilers old and new. Check out what you missed this week below.

 

Wednesday – Photography/Poetry

Friday – Poetry

 

If you’re sitting in the snow like we are, take this opportunity to catch up on your reading!

Blowing In the Wind III

This is a different day, not so easy as before
wind up high
dreams wafting about;

someone measures a tree’s girth
or watches a bird always at home
in its travels
wild, untouched;

people are strolling around the world
nearly spring;
in Iraq at a bistro
he says I don’t mind the bombs-
Iraq is so beautiful and things will get better;
it’s too late for any more positives
on this over-extended Earth-
in a science fiction anesthesia.

East Germany before that war…
what was the gist of it…no protests permitted?
Clouds roll over properties for sale.

Just back from China
our tired neighbor says “this is my home… sometimes”
(when the corporation decides..

There are no birds on the sprayed lawns
and people are homeless from Climate Change storms…
too late to turn back.

From the back porch steps
he notes “the crocuses are in bloom
and that’s a good thing.”

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Gargoyle,Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.

Her other submissions can be seen here.

Dr. Hurley’s Digest, Vol. II, Issue 44

After getting over the holidays, we took a slow start to the new year here at Dr. H’s. Here’s what you missed this week

 

Wednesday – Poetry

Friday – Photography

 

Stay tuned for new Snake-Oilers and some old favourites next week!

The Grass Is Reappearing

With the grass reappearing
in blue shadows on vanishing snow
on things that don’t relate anymore
as a fake brick chimney the neighbor puts up
for most people don’t do that anymore
having a circus like the old times
one of radio rattles
could be all too post-traumatic
of words spit out without any break.

If you want something to work for it
on a good afternoon will be in gigabytes
if I signed my signature to it
if it had that kind of feeling
leaf after leaf falling
get with the program always doing it
about proteins and their benefits
to please call whenever necessary but leave me out of it.

That it never could be
for poor Saint Francis fell on his face in snow
in the Catholic’s pond by vandals
they couldn’t organize to save themselves
even in correlated landscapes of fern
was one out of five or ten intellectuals of our time
to be true or false collectively
with voices fading as they moved slowly away
singing silently
in pink and orange collars and tights.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Gargoyle,Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.

Her other submissions can be seen here.

Dr. Hurley’s Digest, Vol. II, Issue 33

Some good old Snake-Oilers shared great fiction, poetry, and photos with us this week, so if you missed it, catch up on these goodies today!

Monday – Poetry

You mention the Clematis by Joan Payne Kincaid

Wednesday – Fiction

The Races by Jude J. Lovell

Friday – Photography

Exposure № 098: And my yearnings closed inside me like bubbles in a loaf of bread by Naama Sarid-Maleta’
Keep coming back for more! Some newbies are up this week, and we’ll be sharing details of it every day on Twitter and Facebook.

You mention the Clematis

Front porch wind chimes put you in Japan
I had to tell you I do not travel well
in the park you had an attitude of annoyance
an appropriate noun  for a familiar diminuendo
a rendezvous just after  the happy nonsense  plot.

A long history of creatively loading a lot in a routine day in
day out makes you think a martini might be a plan
to evolve some kind of miraculous cue.

You mention the Clematis large as dinner plates
and someone might nod so what
but such is the way your mind revolves and gets lonely as a discarded hat
and maybe even sickly if I find myself.

The other one  fast- walks through the village
dressed  like a gift-wrap  all the way to the beach
she’s only old as she acts never-the –less it’s patently over-done
still everyone loves it
must be an Avatar  a special magical being out of Africa or clouds.

Awake all night it only gets worse even fearful
but there you go watering  lonely dependent birds and roses
goes to show how  bizarre and rather sad life can grow.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Gargoyle,Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.

Her other submissions can be seen here.

Butter-knife Slide III

Suddenly it’s too much and sometimes I know
what I want to for goldfinches
listing near marigolds
a banjo to make us sweat and I know he forgot
his slide and found  a substitute
to say you can move through the mirage.

Chords smooth as water on an inch of sunset
curtains wave  invisibly in  the melody
merrily gliding on a butter knife slide of verticals
or upside down cells of doubt you say.

It’s too hot for April already glistening
mirror-like in the film version of some novel
suddenly I know to be idling
Oriental, but he sings southern as grits,
in a contest of sweet predicament songs.

Spring green as far as the eye can go
in old niches and eateries
on that note you better decrease the volume
why the dog was barking is a mystery
one tree to another one in the northland
on perches consuming reports out of yes
email accumulates @ eye level
in  pink blooming lives of crime
outlandish as Sherlock Holmes in space.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Gargoyle,Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.

Her other submissions can be seen here.

It’s Already In the Plans II

Of silence of a new day to buzz the brain
or buzz the silence of it all
in the green leaves’ stretch you think
you see yourself
to toast and tea ease things, forget the lovely beach view
blue covered squawking sprawls.

Why don’t we dump the birdbath with its mosquito larvae
remember that music of summer
of Mother and me on front porch summers
with imposters pretending to be alone,

To hear themes inside the walls
of neighborhood families trying not to be lonely,
how cordially they create exclusion.

He plays the radio but why should that be
radio for dinner and mumbling platitude conversation
of concluding we’re all dumb as bricks,
so why  carry- on over trivia
as if  we’re all not  isolated or involved in a test
as you are carrying-on texting
with no one to stop  it
haunted by the Empire’s decaying orbit;
take out the trash, or, or go to sleep–
time shuts down the viewing process.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others.

The Seemingly Un-ending Machines III

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here birds once nested is now sterile;
we were singing madrigals
soft animal lines in the movie of a cave
we must not forget.

In the years after college
a child for each year over the picket fence
that you should call your Senator to fix
all the exits of things and those you were.

You’re in chinos mingling with
lingering purple-lit camcorders
a cell phone asks if I’m aware of the fact
the world  will end
mumbling and screeching brakes
they say in …
roughly twenty years will be it

Well aren’t we all actually quite
well you say you thought you were alone;
that guy thought he was a regal queen
a kind of ga ga go-go girl.

In the never-ending leaf blowing landscapers
I was wondering what ever became of us
you so in love with your own purposes
sitting at the Apple observing an
endless stream of endless ants on the sill
marching toward a deadly little house.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others. Her contributions to Dr. Hurley’s Snake-Oil Cure can be found here.

November Night Near the Grape Vines

It’s time to get up from a North Pole
to put an end to the endless peeking
at neighbors and passers-by
or if you said you had no knowledge of it
you couldn’t shake  off
on sudden long November nights
deafening polyphony.

Once there was a grandmother
near the grape vines
which seems twice as long
with the sun/slant on the two chairs
put there to represent us
and  manifest purpose
since you don’t  stick to the poem
as if bed is the only way to deal with
or sew a rip in his pajamas;
when the clocks were set back
he says you should have thrown them out
and you know he can turn it on or off  depending
because the machine doesn’t lie.

She worked in china in a toy store
for a little while
then fired for no adrenalin rush
on down the line
listening to yourself sing

So you are here for breakfast- eggs in
something re: sentient something
for the day is clearly blue except for
asking why are you tracking umber leaves.

There was some good news and some bad news,
she gave the grandchildren a Teddy Bear
sadly they didn’t love  but hid in the leaves
where we met an old friend;
in the village, always planning a future event
it was so odd we found nothing was moving
still there never is time to evolve
singing multiple amens.

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Joan Payne Kincaid has published a collection of work entitled Greatest Hits with Pudding House Publications. She has also published a book with Wayne Hogan entitled The Umbrella Poems in which we both contributed drawings of some of our poems.  She has also published a collection of haiku entitled Snapshoots on the web at <TMPoetry.com>. Her work has been published in Hawaii Review, Limestone Poetry Review, Licking River Review, Iodine, Hampden,Sydney Poetry Review, Main Street Rag, Santa Clara Review, Green Hills Literary Lantern, South Central Review, The South Carolina Review,  Cross Currents, Georgetown Review, Edgz, 88,  Oyez, Modern Haiku, Iconoclast, Lynx Eye, Yalobusha Review, Mother Earth Journal, Tule Review, The Quarterly, Cairn, among others. Her contributions to Dr. Hurley’s Snake-Oil Cure can be found here.