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Mid-Summer’s Return

Mid-Summer’s Return

Welcome back to Spinozablue, everyone! The move is all but complete, and we’re fairly close to being back to normal. The main thing needed right now is for our many fine contributors to let us know if there are formatting issues with their works. We did our best to keep the originals intact, but for some of them, especially the poems, the ride was far too bumpy and jostled them out of position, here and there. Please contact us to…

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March: On the Cusp

March: On the Cusp

Tis a strange month, March. Both Winter and Spring, cold and temperate, it transitions us from Death to Life, fallow to green. Depending upon the region, depending upon one’s position on this earth, by design or chance, this month will bring us all great changes. For Spinozablue, March brings us poetry by Virginie Colline, and fiction by Donal Mahoney. For this editor, March takes me closer to the lighthouse, and another rereading of the masterful, brilliant goddess of prose, Virginia…

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In Search Of: Six Questions . . .

In Search Of: Six Questions . . .

My interview with Jim Harrington is up over at his Six Questions blogspot. It’s a good series for writers (artists, musicians, filmmakers, etc) to delve into, giving them an idea of what editors might be looking for. Of course, my particular interview won’t do that. It will just muddy the already foggy, murky, swirling waters. Hopefully, your great and untapped strength will overcome the confusion.

Form is Emptiness. Emptiness is Form

Form is Emptiness. Emptiness is Form

Spinozablue welcomes the poetry of Virginie Colline, Hilary Sideris, Changming Yuan, Kenneth Pobo, Joan McNerney, and the fiction of Shanna Perplies. *     *     *     *     * A tip of the hat goes to nnyhav for the link to Tim Parks’ excellent article in the New York Review of Books, The Chattering Mind. While most of the article is about modern literature, there is a section on the Buddhist quest to still the mind which I found brilliantly concise and relevant…

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Howie Good: Ennui

Howie Good: Ennui

  PROSTHETIC DREAMS   A bird I can’t identify by its red markings visits me, holding a playing card in its beak. I feel elated to finally be remembered. But when I grab for the card, the bird darts away. Come back, I yell, and the bird does. I realize then that its markings are actually splashes of paint or maybe even blood. The shock wakes me up. I once took thirteen years to write a poem, if you count…

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The Mystery of the Manga Girls

The Mystery of the Manga Girls

  Manga Girls Need Love: Rebel Little Rebel     Little Rebel in denim shorts, a Tee-shirt that reads Potter Got Punk’d. Her room. I’m stranded on some outpost of love, hoping it doesn’t get nuked by mutant minds. Her face is all about innocent sex pot vengeance, her eyes of some dark artificial intelligence. On the radio, a techno beat, then gothic metal w/ screech & growl. Little Rebel flipping through the pages of Egg magazine. I’m not exactly…

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Recent Additions & Musings . . .

Recent Additions & Musings . . .

Spinozablue welcomes the fine Haiku of Virginie Colline, and the poetic works of Dan Corjescu and Neil Ellmann. __________ As long as we are alive, nothing is complete. We define this or that aspect of art, music, religion, life itself, and we kill it. In some way, small to great. Yes, poetry can lift art; art poetry. But neither can define or limit or stifle the other. There is always more. Much more. And the best critics know this. The…

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New Poetry on Tap

New Poetry on Tap

We are pleased to publish new work by Felino Soriano and Jessica McFadden. Felino is a returning champion and Jessica is a unique find.   __________  Reading the poems above, watching the phenomenal movie, Tree of Life, and moving further along the path of Zen, I thought about images versus language. I thought about the way that words can never capture what we see, feel, smell, touch or hear. They can never be more than an approximation, a translation, yet we…

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Dimensions: More Than Spatiality

Dimensions: More Than Spatiality

Below, we have a new essay by Robert Mueller. He deals with two fine poets, Barbara Guest and Jill Magi, with imagination and verve. Jill Magi’s author’s page over at Shearsman Books can be found here. Jill’s homepage can be found here.   *     *     *     *     *   The topic of poetic space on the page is an interesting one. How it looks alters our reception and perception. We read it differently to ourselves depending upon topography. Poetry is…

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Much More Than Mere Contrast

Much More Than Mere Contrast

Caravaggio (1571 – 1610) was the Bad Boy of his day and time. A Rock N Roll rebel before there was such a thing. Seemingly always in trouble with the law, all too ready for a fight, and deadly if crossed, Caravaggio was also among the most important painters of his or any era. His use of chiaroscuro was stunning for its dramatic impact and innovation, while his subject matter blazed new ground for in-your-face heresy. In short, he lived…

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