Ann Arbor Review

INSIDE THIS ISSUE:

Amit Parmessur
Elisavietta Ritchie
Donal Mahoney
Fahredin Shehu
Richard Kostelanetz
Alex Ferde
Michelle Bailat-Jones
Duane Locke
Chris Lord
Nahshon Cook
Al Ortelani
Shutta Crum
Ajibola Tolase
Silvia Scheibli
Laszlo Slomovits
Emmanuel Samson
Lyn Lifshin
Running Cub
Nikita Parik

Alan Britt
John Grey
Bhisma Upreti
Paul B. Roth
Jennifer Burd
Sunday Michael
Michael H. Brownstein
Burd
Ali Znaidi

Richard Gartee
Kanev Peycho

Engjell I. Berisha

Fred Wolven
Petraq Risto
Carolyn Elias
Alabi Oyedeji


 

 


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Sketching Versa

 

Written to the Vice Versa Series, Nora Venturelli paintings

 

 

Hands behind your back, you move easily

through the crowd, indifferent to pseudo

intimacy, separate fact from friction, mask

penetrating eyes, refuse to be a victim.

Youíre selfish and selfless, and yes,

well-versed in cons and consequence.

 

Blue splashes your bruised ribs, cracks

bone, youíre black gloved, unwilling

to be caught red-handed, an accomplice

of shady yellow and gray ghosts.

You blush, pose for a photograph,

boast rounded buttocks, miles of legs,

 

run in pursuit of a naked enigma,

painted arm covering signs of passage,

a primordial pink canal, belly a cradle,

promise of deliverance, body stenciled

on a canvas window that canít be opened,

face defaced, red mouth ready to cry out.

 

You disrobe questions and expose scars,

accept indigo violet red orange slashes.

Evidence splashes. But your colors donít

bleed, wonít wash away. You come close,

erase mixed messages, give definition,

admonition, and vice versa. Say Touch.

 

 

 

 

 

Chris Lord, Ann Arbor

      

 

   


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