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March 21st – The Fox Chase Reading Series presents Red Dashboard Press

Saturday – March 21st @ 1 p.m The Fox Chase Reading Series presents the poets and writers of Red Dashboard Press. Open Mic will follow.  The reading will be held in the 2nd Floor Gallery of Ryerss Museum and Library, 7370 Central Avenue, Philadelphia, Pa. 19111. Ryerss sits atop the hill at Burholme Park.

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The Lineup 

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eas2Born in Fort Worth and raised in Carrollton, Texas, on Stockyard Rodeos and Pioneer Days during the 60-70s— Elizabeth Akin Stelling is a wife, mother, chef, an editor/writer, activist for CHD and grief counselling after losing her daughter to heart disease in 2000. Elizabeth is also managing editor of Red Dashboard LLC—Z-composition, Annapurna and Cowboy Poetry. She has works published in vox poetica, Referential Magazine, Linden Avenue Literary Journal, Curio Poetry, Wordgathering, River Review, Tuck Magazine, CrazyLitMag, Texas Observer Magazine, and culinary trade magazines. And known as Chef E, her food poetry has been heard on CroptoCuisine Radio, out of Boulder, CO. Her most recent poetry collection: My South by Southwest- A Cast Iron Tempo Recollection.

James Temp “Preacher” Kelley was born and raised in the Salt Grass area of the JTKelleyTexas Gulf Coast near Houston, Texas. It was his rearing between this area of Texas and his grandparents’ farm in the central part of the state that he started developing into the one thing that he most wanted most to be, a cowboy. After graduating from Sam Rayburn High School, in Pasadena, Texas, he embarked on a career in the United States Army, which lasted for over twenty years, until he retired in 1993. Upon his retirement “Preacher” went to work for a major pharmaceutical company in northeastern Pennsylvania. Throughout his life “Preacher” has worked with livestock and chased arena lights of the small town rodeo circuit as a saddle bronc rider, and a bull rider. He also spent quite a bit of his spare time as a working cowboy with various small cattle concerns throughout the country. All of the things associated with rodeo and working cowboys were his passion, a passion that he still has today at age sixty. He currently resides in a small town in the mountainous Coal Region of northeastern Pennsylvania with his wife Kathleen, a pack of dogs, a couple of cats and a house full of grandchildren.”

BarryGrossBarry Gross doesn’t remember exactly when he first wrote, “Observe and Record” in one of his journals, but he uses that phrase from time time to remind himself why he writes. He has participated in poetry readings in New Hope, Newtown, Trenton, Philadelphia, and Souderton, where many of this book’s poems have been performed. He’s worked as a department store Santa Claus, a stadium beer vendor, window washer, bartender, waiter, cook, proofreader, newspaper production, and currently works as a teacher. Barry reviewed books for the Times of Trenton, and his work has been seen in The Mill Hunk Herald, The North Colorado Review, and the Bucks County Playhouse Best of Talk Story 2014. “Coiled Logic,” a Red Dashboard LLC Press production, is his first chapbook. .

LauraMadelineWiseman

Laura Madeline Wiseman is the author of more than a dozen books and chapbooks and the editor Women Write Resistance: Poets Resist Gender Violence (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2013).Her poetry, fiction, creative nonfiction, and reviews have appeared in Margie, Mid-American Review, Poet Lore, Blackbird, Arts & Letters, Prairie Schooner, Feminist Studies, Thirteenth Moon, American Short Fiction, and elsewhere. She has received an Academy of American Poets Award, a Mari Sandoz/Prairie Schooner Award, a Will P. Jupiter Award, a Susan Atefact Peckham Fellowship, a Louise Van Sickle Fellowship, several Pushcart Prize nominations, and grants from the Kimmel Harding Nelson Center for the Arts, the Focus for the Arts, the Center for the Great Plains Studies, and the Helene Wurlitzer Foundation. She has a masters from the University of Arizona in Women’s Studies and a doctorate from the University of Nebraska in English. Currently, she teaches English and Women’s and Gender Studies at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. http://www.lauramadelinewiseman.com/

Marion CohenMarion Deutsche Cohen is a mathematician, math prof, and the author of 23 books, including two memoirs. The latest memoir is Still the End: Memoir of a Nursing Home Wife. She teaches math and writing at Arcadia University in Glenside PA, where she has developed the course, Truth and Beauty: Mathematics in Literature, and is working on developing the course Alternating Currents: Societal Issues on the College Campus, where she will use, in lieu of a text, articles from The Chronicle of Higher Education. Other interests are classical piano, singing, Scrabble, thrift-shopping, ethnic food, four grown children, and five grands, including twins. Her website is:   www.marioncohen.net

Joshua Gray is an internationally published poet whose poems have been JoshuaGrayBioPicpublished in journals such as Poets and Artists, Front Range Review, Iconoclast, Zouch Magazine, Tar Wolf Review, Chaffin Journal and Blind Man’s Rainbow. He was the DC Poetry Examiner for Examiner.com for two years where he wrote reviews of books by local DC authors as well as reported on the local poetry scene. He regularly writes critiques of individual poems which can be read or linked to from his Web site. His book Beowulf: A Verse Adaptation With Young Readers In Mind was published by Zouch Six Shilling Press in 2012 and he is the editor of Pot and Sticks, a collection of poetry by Charles A. Poole, and Principles Of Belonging, Red Dashboard LLC Publishing. He lived in Kodaikanal, Tamil Nadu, India, but is currently back in the United States for a stint. http://joshuagray.co/

ErinLocks

Erin Locks has studied at CUNY Brooklyn, TNCJ Jersey, and is currently working as a Graduate Student in the field of Food/Economics and how it affects the family in various economies through history. She is a published poet, Annapurna Magazine, and attends open mics in New Jersey and PA.

 

 

 

Masington and Baroth Brought the Heat to Ryerss

IMG_1061There was a snow storm outside but it  was a bit balmy in the 2nd floor gallery at Ryerss as Maria Masington and Peter Baroth delighted the crowd with their reading. The features were followed by an outstanding open mic with poets Wendy Schermer, Maira Keane, Bob Zell, Omar Telan and Lester Mobley.

You can view photographs of the reading at this link:

https://www.flickr.com/photos/12065560@N04/sets/72157629096910438/

Our next reading is March 21st @ 1 p.m. featuring the poets and writers of Red Dashboard Press.

Masington and Baroth This Saturday Feb. 21st

Join us for our first reading of the 2015 Season

Poet Maria Masington

Poet Maria Masington

Poet Peter Baroth

Poet Peter Baroth

Saturday – February 21st   @ 1 p.m The Fox Chase Reading Series presents poets Maria Masington and Peter Baroth in the 2nd Floor Gallery of Ryerss Museum and Library, 7370 Central Avenue, Philadelphia, Pa. 19111. Ryerss sits atop the hill at Burholme Park. An open mic follows the featured readers. More information at this link: https://foxchasereview.wordpress.com/2015/02/01/masington-and-baroth-in-fox-chase-february-21st/

U.S. Presidents as Poets

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In celebration of Presidents Day in the U.S.

You can find more poems by U.S. Presidents at the Library of Congress at this link: http://www.loc.gov/rr/program/bib/prespoetry/

Thomas Jefferson

“A death-bed Adieu. Th:J to MR.”

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Life’s visions are vanished, it’s dreams are no more.

Dear friends of my bosom, why bathed in tears?

I go to my fathers; I welcome the shore,

which crowns all my hopes, or which buries my cares.

Then farewell my dear, my lov’d daughter, Adieu!

The last pang in life is in parting from you.

Two Seraphs await me, long shrouded in death;

I will bear them your love on my last parting breath.

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James Madison

A poem against the Tories

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Of late our muse keen satire drew

And humourous thoughts in vollies flew

Because we took our foes for men

Who might deserve a decent pen

A gross mistake with brutes we fight

And [goblins?] from the realms of night

Where Spring & Craig lay down their heads

Sometimes a goat steps on the pump

Which animates old Warford’s trunk

Sometimes a poisonous toad appears

Which Eckley’s yellows carcuss bears

And then to grace us with a bull

Forsooth they show McOrkles skull

And that the Ass may not escape

He take the poet Laureat’s shape

The screech owl too comes in the train

Which leap’d from Alexander’s brain

Just as he scratch’d his grisly head

Which people say is made of lead.

Come noble whigs, disdain these sons

Of screech owls, monkeys, & baboons

Keep up you[r] minds to humourous themes

And verdant meads & flowing streams

Untill this tribe of dunces find

The baseness of their grovelling mind

And skulk within their dens together

Where each ones stench will kill his brother

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Abraham Lincoln

THE SUICIDE’S SOLILOQUY.

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The following lines were said to have been found

near the bones of a man supposed to have committed

suicide, in a deep forest, on the Flat Branch of the

Sangamon, some time ago.

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Here, where the lonely hooting owl

Sends forth his midnight moans,

Fierce wolves shall o’er my carcase growl,

Or buzzards pick my bones.

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No fellow-man shall learn my fate,

Or where my ashes lie;

Unless by beasts drawn round their bait,

Or by the ravens’ cry.

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Yes! I’ve resolved the deed to do,

And this the place to do it:

This heart I’ll rush a dagger through,

Though I in hell should rue it!

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Hell! What is hell to one like me

Who pleasures never know;

By friends consigned to misery,

By hope deserted too?

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To ease me of this power to think,

That through my bosom raves,

I’ll headlong leap from hell’s high brink,

And wallow in its waves.

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Though devils yell, and burning chains

May waken long regret;

Their frightful screams, and piercing pains,

Will help me to forget.

 

Yes! I’m prepared, through endless night,

To take that fiery berth!

Think not with tales of hell to fright

Me, who am damn’d on earth!

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Sweet steel! come forth from out your sheath,

And glist’ning, speak your powers;

Rip up the organs of my breath,

And draw my blood in showers!

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I strike! It quivers in that heart

Which drives me to this end;

I draw and kiss the bloody dart,

My last—my only friend!

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Barack Obama

“Pop”

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Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken

In, sprinkled with ashes,

Pop switches channels, takes another

Shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks

What to do with me, a green young man

Who fails to consider the

Flim and flam of the world, since

Things have been easy for me;

I stare hard at his face, a stare

That deflects off his brow;

I’m sure he’s unaware of his

Dark, watery eyes, that

Glance in different directions,

And his slow, unwelcome twitches,

Fail to pass.

I listen, nod,

Listen, open, till I cling to his pale,

Beige T-shirt, yelling,

Yelling in his ears, that hang

With heavy lobes, but he’s still telling

His joke, so I ask why

He’s so unhappy, to which he replies…

But I don’t care anymore, cause

He took too damn long, and from

Under my seat, I pull out the

Mirror I’ve been saving; I’m laughing,

Laughing loud, the blood rushing from his face

To mine, as he grows small,

A spot in my brain, something

That may be squeezed out, like a

Watermelon seed between

Two fingers.

Pop takes another shot, neat,

Points out the same amber

Stain on his shorts that I’ve got on mine, and

Makes me smell his smell, coming

From me; he switches channels, recites an old poem

He wrote before his mother died,

Stands, shouts, and asks

For a hug, as I shink, my

Arms barely reaching around

His thick, oily neck, and his broad back; ‘cause

I see my face, framed within

Pop’s black-framed glasses

And know he’s laughing too.

 

RIP Philip Levine

Philip Levine in Fresno in 1999. (Photo by Chris Felver Getty Images)

Read more about Philip Levine

http://blog.sfgate.com/bookmarks/2015/02/15/former-poet-laureate-philip-levine-a-champion-of-the-working-class-dies-at-87/

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/bio/philip-levine

http://www.theparisreview.org/interviews/2512/the-art-of-poetry-no-39-philip-levine

http://tabletmag.com/jewish-arts-and-culture/books/96700/philip-levine

http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poet/philip-levine

FCR Broadsides 14-17 and 14-18 Available on February 21st

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Our Broadside Series continues with 14-17 , Philadelphia Hipster by Peter Baroth and 14-18, Hit and Run by Maria Masington printed in a limited edition of 30 copies.  These broadsides will be available on February 21st  at our Featured Poet/Writer Reading with Maria Masington and Peter Baroth at Ryerss Museum and Library. More information at this link: https://foxchasereview.wordpress.com/2015/02/01/masington-and-baroth-in-fox-chase-february-21st/

Winter 2015 Edition of The Fox Chase Review is Now Live

Pennypack Creek - Winter

Pennypack Creek – Winter

The winter 2015 edition of The Fox Chase Review is now live.

www.thefoxchasereview.org

This edition  features:

Poetry by:

M.P. Carver, Colin Dardis, Marty Esworthy, Melanie Eyth,  Gene Halus, Phil Linz, Gloria Monaghan, Stephen Page,  Chad Parenteau,  Prabha Nayak Prabhu,  Felino A. Soriano, Jack Veasey,  Lee Varon

Fiction by:

Ramona Long, Mary Pauer, Jeffrey Voccola

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