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N.Y.C. Readings in May 2008
Sat., May 10 | Ear Inn Series | 326 Spring St. {west of Greenwich St.} | 3pm
Canceled Because of Emergency Construction! Sun., May 18 | Community Garden at 6th St. and Ave. B
N.Y.C. Reading in June 2008
Fri., June 13 | Cornelia Street Cafe | w/David Lawton | 29 Cornelia Street {w. 4th/Bleecker} | $7 | limited open mic | 6pm
Something's Falling
Because, and here’s my point,
because now, because loosened
by small destructions, because
shrapnel of civilization down
dizzy slow, because a little hand
drowning. Something’s falling.
Because empires of our beliefs
could inherit us promised days
but something’s falling. Now,
because we summon armies and
thugs unoriginal, barter a future
placid for a present spooked,
something’s falling because weary
apples weary, over and again.
Because only history supports
as we rant at kids on stick-
trembling legs, weep on fallow
chests, join neighbors one to
a four-cornered sheet stretched
to break the inevitable, study
a sky’s hindsight: Should it have
loosened more rain, moisting drops
to shimmer oily in sun, adorned
itself nirvanic swim-pool
aquamarines it’s marveled over
or painted indigo paisleys of a Hindu
bride across its breathy canopy?
Because what else? Recode
the Rosetta of history? Or will
love to our ones as cool heat
lifts soothing to the viridian
moss out of reach but scudding
close still, because the drowning
little hand, little hand, can touch it.
{by Sarah Sarai} & published in The Threepenny Review , Summer 2007
Sarah Sarai has taught Comp. 101 {never 99 or 102.5} or creative writing at BMCC/CUNY, Fordham, Pace, Antioch's Seattle campus…and St. Mathias High School (Southern Cal.). She also works 1-on-1 {fiction and poetry}, and as an added bonus advises on deportment and etiquette.
Other means of remaining a viable taxpayer {Sarah Sarai is patriotic}: Copyeditor in medical education, finance, law and advertising. Freelance editor. Of particular interest to the flailing: Sarah Sarai is willing to edit your life.
PoEmS Online {Stories Below}
• This Flesh Divine {in} Numinous: Spiritual Poetry ...female nudged and godly..• What I Choose To Remind You {in} Juice: A Journal of the Ordinary Is that I, Sarah Kent, am / Earthmother of Superman...
• From a Strange Planet and Where Have I Been {in} Blackbox all lacquered up...
• Aristotle {in} The Tipton Poetry Journal You ker-chewed / from dust falling milky...
• Further Arguments {in} The Minnesota Review If there is a god...
• From the Dome of the Willing Firmament As for eternity / which I saw in the airspace / outside the window... and I noticed the 21st is Ascension Day. {in} FRiGG.com .
sToRiEs Onllne {Poems Above}
• She Must Be Killed {in} The Houston Literary Review. {Browser sensitive} {Aren't we all} How to do it. Here, at the bowling alley?• Speak Up, Voice {in} Weber Studies. Ida, who owned a pet shop in a green wooden building, low and one-story like a gas station in the desert, phoned.
• Stars {in} VerbSap. What kind of mole talks about anxiety?
Other sToRiEs appear sorta gauzey-like in The Ampersand and Tampa Review and South Dakota Review and Raven Chronicles and stet and West and The Antigonish Review and The Written Arts and Webster Review and Bellowing Ark.
Other PoEmS are in Main Street Rag and PANK and The Columbia Review and The Powhatan Review and Asbestos and Potomac Review and The Threepenny Review and Fine Madness and ZYZZYVA and the ether or your dreams and certainly my dreams and other places yet to be unveiled. PoEms forthcoming in 2008 in Eleven Eleven and in Other Rooms and in Taiga and in Terrain.org: A Journal of the Built and Natural Environments and in The Ester Republic and in Helix Magazine and in The Smoking Poet and God knows where else.
She Who Would Be Sarah Sarai has received a very few grants, including a Seattle Arts Commission grant in scriptwriting, and one as an editor; a King County Arts Commission grant in fiction, and one as an editor; a National Endowment for the Humanities Fellowship for Secondary Educators.
Interview with Lois Smith ; review of Star Dust by Frank Bidart in The Pedestal.