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Barefoot night beach walk, the cold foam,
My jacket caped over your trembling shoulders.
The ocean bubbled our ankles as we digested
Dinner: shrimp, champagne, and strawberry tart.
How dark it was except for that globe of chilled
Lucent gas including us on our stroll:
It phosphoresced the salty froth, effervesced your skin,
And giddied us with the laughter of spirited crustaceans.
When I leaned over and netted your hair
And robbed a kiss, you fished from the sea a lobster
And sprinkled upon it fresh winter berries.
We sat in the sand and watched the decapod return
To water scented with …
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Stephen Page has 3 Poems published on South Florida Arts Journal.
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Thickly coated I sit in the snow on the side
Of a hill, peering down upon your home.
Wood smoke wafts warmly from your chimney.
I smell cinnamon and apples and baked meat.
Some type of celebration is going on,
I hear the horns, the laughter, the pop
Of champagne bottles. I wait for your door to open,
To see your shimmering image upon the snow.
A group of strangers appear in the front window.
They stare at my friendly face and yellow eyes,
Then lift their small hands to wave me inside.
I turn and pad into the birch wood,
Watching …
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Stephen Page has a poem on New Plains Review
Here is the poem:
Punch Clock
Tattler, Tattler, quit telling
your tale; I arrive and find you
in your lounging pants, your horse
unsaddled. Quit looking bleary eyed
at me and saying you arrived just
five minutes ago. Quit. Quit.
The Bug-Sprayers inject their venom
into the air, multi streams of DDM
needle outward like an inside-out
Iron Maiden; the entrapped: cows,
birds, butterflies; the punished:
you and I; the ruined: global atmosphere,
water supplies; the victims: the unfed
of the earth with lies of quick
profit, with promise of a new grain belt.
You who weigh the wheat honestly,
step …
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a roosting crow complains
then shakes its feathers
of the falling snow
from the chapbook “Still Dandelions” by Stephen Page
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Buenos Aires
By Jason Wilson
239 pages, Signal Books, $11.70, or 30 pesos.
Reviewed by Stephen Page
To know the city of Buenos Aires, and to understand the people who live there, this is the book to read. Tourists will have a guidebook, a history book, and a sociological map of the city. Expats will read this book and awaken, as in an epiphany, and say, “This is what I always knew but could not articulate.” Porteños (Buenos Aires city residents) will read this book and see themselves like looking in their mirrors in …
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Stephen Page has a poem published on Vox Poetica
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By Marisa Estelrich
Translation by Graciela Lucero-Hammer
Book-cover art by Liliana Italiano
Press 53, 91 pages. $14.00
Reviewed by Stephen Page
Marisa Estelrich writes stories that have bizarre characters and plot twists. The reader needs to be open to surrealism and read between the lines in order to understand her intent. Her dream-like narratives are influenced by Borges, Lorca, and Poe.
These stories have no happily-ever-after endings. In fact, some readers may think there are no endings at all. That is not true. Estelrich writes open-window style. A window …
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Mong-Lan’s new book of poems is titled, Love Poem to Ginger & Other Poems. Watch a trailer on it here:
Love Poem to Ginger & Other Poems, by Mong-Lan
watch?v=nNkV9cIwUoQ
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A memoir by Mei-Ling Hopgood
Algonquin Books of Chapel Hill. 244 Pages. $23.95
Reviewed by Stephen Page
Mei Ling Hopgood was born in Taiwan, abandoned immediately by her birth parents, adopted as a seven-month-old by a white North American couple, and raised in an opportune-rich, predominately white, middle-class suburb of Detroit, Michigan. She was “a little spoiled” by her adoptive parents, but lovingly so, and she was taught that she could be whatever she aspired to be if she simply applied herself. As she was growing up, she often felt a …

