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Issue #4

A little late into the mail…almost not at all.

Slight mishap at the printers left about forty percent of the project…? lost, shredded, misplaced—eaten? But that occasional squirrel under p.l.’s hat had earlier advised, make copies; and so he did, in a sort of fashion, so re-constructing was possible and mostly complete. Had to actually reset some of the pieces (a big no-no in our book) but desperate times…

Some new, unusual, and energetic writers have begun flowing into the ol’ Ford van’s high-tech mail system (that be an overflowing Merrell hiking boot box.) Some good work falling by the road-side; unfortunately, not useable due to size (mostly, too wide… please, writers: it is…

2-5/8” — 2-7/8 max, max. And we don’t want to read about your pee-pee—save that for your, no doubt, hyper-intellectual back yard beer and brats bbq buddies.)

   We’re attempting to select materials that are not only generally acceptable, but well written, interesting and correctly graphed (correctly being an objective property, herein) but that are relevant to today. Materials one may share with at least semi-cognizant’s; the guy sitting next to them at the Philippe’s lunch table, sawdust about their feet; parent at the high-school basketball game, in a pause (?) while stuffing popcorn and screaming; the guy in the bus seat next to them; their son or daughter—without getting guffawed out of the room. In today’s language; subject matter and a meter that is not of another long past, grey-haired era.

Let’s reach down deep into the bucket of poesies at draw forth a few examples of this latest issue.

“against an indigo forever

the river of stars stretches

mountain silhouette

to

mountain silhouette

constantly tugging

at my sleeve”

                           “uncle”

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“gravel road

the swoops and curves

end at your doorstep”

     Peggy Dugan French

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“on the trash can lid

individual snowflakes

stacking

grilled cheese sandwich

buttering one side

burning the other”

                 also from: bch

       Candi Cooper-Towler

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“forest glade  cool blue hush

dippin’ in the mash

won’t be long till waltz-time

chickaree scolding

   from the sugar pine bough

double checkin’ leaks

steam-pipe fix

ground rye and oatmeal paste

stubborn ones

get the Snuffy Smith rag

cooker boilin’ a-hum

   vibrating hive o’ angry bees

and thump-bucket beating

a drivin’ tattoo  fiddlers’ ease

five-eights whiskey stomp

foreshot  gurgles its amber flow

time for proofing down

mean one hundred and eighty

careful now  little bit more

limestone water  crystal clear

shakin’ up that Mason Jar

big ol’ beads  vanish

   like startled rabbits

scoopful ready for the sippin’…

smooth one hundred and one

proofed so fine

mountain corn-still melody”

                      Winter Creek Jack

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Write often, be well,  Max tdc