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In his second collection of poetry, Edward Vidaurre offers new poems focusing on--and inspired by--bouts of insomnia, and the vivid dream-like imagery that a lack of sleep creates. With an introduction by award-winning Katherine Hoerth. Pick up this book on those weird and wonderful nights when it's 2:07 a.m. and the waning echoes of yesterday's shattered dreams and sprightly nightmares reverberate madly against the thickly transparent rays of the moon. In this collection of poems, Edward Vidaurre captures the lingering accusations and celebrations of the night that mingle with the fresh affirmations of the morning through poems filled at times with umbrage and desperation and at others with the sort of devilish charm that has come to define his candid wit. Like a bad dream that won't go away or a good dream that just makes one's day Vidaurre's new collection, Insomnia, rouses us with a twitch and spilt coffee jerk and lulls us with knowing nods to those moments of clarity and opaqueness, of sweetness and acrimony, of haunting realism that can't help but keep us awake for just one more poem.
Poets and artists joined together to create Twenty: In Memoriam--in response to the tragic school shootings at Sandy Hook Elementary, in Newtown, Connecticut, on Dec. 14, 2012. This poetry collection is an offering to the children, parents, families, and teachers of Sandy Hook Elementary School, and to the community of Newtown, Connecticut. Poets and artists from across the U.S. humbly offer this anthology in hopes of providing a literary embrace in the face of tragedy, with works about loss and healing, fear and faith, love and hope-the hope that words have the power to strengthen the ties that unite us as Americans and as human beings with a shared sense of compassion and kindness that help us honor the past and give us the gumption to dare to move forward. Partial proceeds from this project will be donated to consistently verifiable charities and foundations in Connecticut and the U.S. dealing with children, autism, mental health, art, and education.
Art That Heals, Inc., presents Boundless 2014, the official anthology of the 7th Annual Rio Grande Valley International Poetry Festival (www.vipf.org). Boundless is an eclectic collection of poetry from around the U.S. and including contributions by poets from the U.K., Zimbabwe, and Mexico.
Thirty-nine voices mingle like the currents of our river, flowing into deep narrative resacas and rushing from lyrical reservoirs. Just as the Rio Grande wends its way through basins, bosques, deserts, fields-so these poems, stories and essays explore the variegated quiltwork of border culture, streaming somberly through the darkness and coruscating in the light. Contributors include Robert Paul Moreira, Rob Johnson, Rachel Vela, Katherine Hoerth, Jose Hernandez, Erika Garza, Edward Vidaurre, Christopher Carmona, Alejandro Fernandez Cabada and Alan Oak, among many others.
Flare Stacks in Full Bloom is a collection of eco-feminist poetry set in southeast Texas. This region, sometimes called "Cancer Alley," is home to the nation's largest oil refinery. It has also been on the front lines of climate disasters such as Hurricane Harvey, the historic flooding from Tropical Storm Imelda, and just last year, Hurricanes Laura and Delta. It's a region that feels the tension of climate change: economically, it is dependent on the oil industry, the same industry that poisons its citizens and threatens its lands existence as sea levels rise. Flare Stacks in Full Bloom explores this tension through a chronicle of Hurricane Harvey-before, during, and after the storm, through formal poetry (sonnets, villanelles, and blank verse narratives). from "Flare Stack Eden" You smell it like a snake, from miles away- this Eden made of benzene, naphthalene and gasoline. The smokestack garden never rests. It works through day and night, like any forest does. It turns the blood of earth into the fuel that makes it sing this dusk chorus of whistles, bells, and whooshing flame. You look up, imagining these towers as tupelo trees that scrape the sky. All around you, pipelines form a labyrinth, meandering like streams for endless miles. The whistle blows like Bachman's sparrow's song, beckons your return as you slip on your work boots once again to toil through the nightshift, promising a world of green. Suddenly, a flare stack blooms as quickly as a burst of evening primrose, fills the sky with something almost beautiful in vibrant hues of gold and cherry red. Standing at the gate in awe, you breathe, tasting the awful cost of paradise.
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