This Isn't History, It's an Episode

My story is pretty simple—

Because I couldn’t finish a novel
My life begins

In a nation that does not exist yet

The icon & I weren’t personally close
Our family fled their orchards—

From medieval kabbalists
To 20th century refugees—

Our fury seems particularly apparent here

In a nation that does not exist yet

Where actors are hired to read scripts
& pretend
To be real people

My uncle told me—

This week’s parasha introduces a medium
For distinguishing truth
From falsehood—

That was my life

I was giving up
I was going back home

My uncle told me—

On the radio, things aren’t so simple

Leaving the icon to believe
One of two things—

A river was there
& it had two banks

Try Submitting to 'Pider, A New Poetry/Art Mag

raymond,


me and a friend are propping up an online journal under the title of 'Pider, and I am hoping you may be able to somehow spread that tid-bit of information around to those who would be interested. we are looking for puncher's fists, lost infantries of troops, hungry sleep.


one may send submissions of text, art, .mp3's... to: Piderbits@gmail.com


what do ya think?


mj

Otoliths 21 Is Out

After 5 productive years Otoliths is still getting the poetry job done. It is bigger & better than ever.

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I have two poems in the issue and that would be a good place to start the reading:

http://the-otolith.blogspot.com/2011/03/raymond-farr-investigating-future-tense.html