Gyroscope Review 15.2
Gyroscope Review 15.2
Gyroscope Review 15.2
Issue 15-2
Summer 2015
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FROM THE EDITORS
Welcome to the second edition of Gyroscope Review, and welcome to summer. What struck me
immediately when compiling the poems for this issue was how many of them were about place.
A sense of place has a powerful pull on the psyche. It can take us back in time, it can ground us
in the moment or give a glimpse of the future. Place poems can tell us about the land, its features,
the inhabitants either separately or in a lovely intertwining. I was taken with poems that not only
talked about a physical place, but also commented on the spirituality. Sometimes there is
immensity of scale. Some poems look at the world with a cosmic eye, others give us the minutia
of a microscopic view. Both visions grant us a glimpse into the intricacies of the poetic soul. I
invite you to read and enjoy this month’s issue in all its variety of scale - poems that sing from
the mountaintops and poems that fit comfortably -like a butterfly- in the palm of your hand.
- Constance Brewer
As I was formatting the bios for our contributors’ page for this issue, I noticed just how broad the
bodies of work are for our authors. This delights me since Gyroscope Review is so new. Here we
are at what is only our second issue and we’ve been lucky to include work from the former poet
laureate of the State of Wyoming (Patricia Frolander), the co-founder of New York Writers
Workshop (Tim Tomlinson), a firefighter who is a former Air Force National Guard member
(Jonathan Travelstead), an English Language Fellow with the US State Department in Russia
(John Michael Flynn), and a retired securities broker (Jane Roop). We have several MFA
graduates and candidates, college professors, and writers who launched their careers in the
school of life. We have Americans, Canadians, and British citizens. But the biggest thing about
this group of contributors is the fine attention to what they each offered as a submission, how
they got to us in some way. Summer is a time when I, for one, hate sitting on front of the
computer; that these pieces kept me in my seat is an indication of their appeal. May they keep
you in yours. Happy Summer.
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TABLE OF CONTENTS
Summer’s
by Marian Kaplun Shapiro page 1
Pipestone
by Oonah Joslin page 4
Remembering Utah
by S.D. Lishan page 6
The Goldfish
by Tim Tomlinson page 10
Night Row
by Daryl Muranaka page 12
Waxing Bitter
by Marie C Lecrivain page 13
Chainsaw Music
by Pippa Little page 15
my birth defect
by Wayne-Daniel Berard page 16
Epilogue
by Matt Morris page 20
The Intrusion
by Ken Poyner page 22
God Particle
by Jonathan G. Travelstead page 24
Fried Bread
by Patricia A. Frolander page 26
Sacrifice
by Audrey T. Carroll page 29
Shallow
by Kathy Steinemann page 30
Foxy Night
by Jane Roop page 31
Beyond
by S.D. Lishan page 35
Contributors page 38
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POEMS
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Summer’s
by Marian Kaplun Shapiro
sweet
smell of star clang
of sun-
rise riddle of lilypads
a yesness of raspberry pie. Topaz
the whenness of
sky.
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Apache Plume on the Trail to Tent Rocks
New Mexico
by Pippa Little
Everything is dry,
even shadows
pink-eye along rocks
a hundred centuries brown:
the plumes draw their long inky lashes
across us and we step through them, sleepers
dreaming spiders’ webs
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Burnt by a Sun God
by Jane Rosenberg LaForge
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Pipestone
by Oonah Joslin
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let no weapon be brought upon it
let no blood be shed.
Take only what I teach you from this place
of peace and shadows’ change.
Shadows change.
Birdman gone. The world awaits.
Blood of nations, sacred seam within,
I go.
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Remembering Utah
by S.D. Lishan
The outsourced
stories
of your eyes:
Irradiating tears
they travel
with the weight
of winter
on their headstones
of years.
Grouse Creek,
their sour
stench candling
partitions
of regret,
their leaves still
succulent,
their flowers
yellow and green,
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long enough,
like the gash of
snow left unmelted
whispering stealth-
longings
beyond Goshuts,
even Hovenweep,
where the spruce,
shaggy with snow,
of winter,
turning, re-
turning us back
to the mountains,
and the water
running away, down
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of your lipstick,
as you pause
at the mirror
in the apartment
on F Street, over-
looking the city,
and I,
I am there, too,
both of us,
glassy eyed,
like the fish
in the pale streams
of the Uinta
just above
the border
from Freedonia,
all the way here
to now.
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Cold Harbor Light
by Kevin Casey
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The Goldfish
by Tim Tomlinson
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For Chris Lunn, Who Became a Paraplegic at the Age of Twenty,
in an Automobile Accident Near Setauket, October 1974
by Tim Tomlinson
The full moon laid a golden carpet over the lake-flat water.
And the stars!—too many to cram into our cramped galaxy.
Didn’t the horizon seem endless?
We radioed ships half the way to Cuba.
By dawn, the foredeck was silver with flying fish,
a few of them still struggling.
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Waxing Bitter
by Marie Lecrivain
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Hallucinations, Seeking Trains
by John Michael Flynn
1.
2.
3.
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Chainsaw Music
by Pippa Little
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my birth defect
by Wayne-Daniel Berard
a lidless
third eye.
that's right
all from day one
nothing but
everything
sight upon
sight depth
over depth
constant
intolerable
awareness.
Oh how I love
the shema
when we all
cover that spot.
yes yes
The Lord is
One but for
a dozen
precious
chanted
syllables
I am not.
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The World’s Ugliest Dog Has Died and We Don’t Know How to Feel About That
by Jeff Jeppesen
Bred to be hideous
Existing only to elicit disgust or pity
its owner, Clara Something, scattered the little beast’s ashes in her backyard
she is the only one who sobbed for the thing
in the end
when the wind stops blowing
and no dogs are ugly anymore
when signs
and wonders are done
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Letter to the Con Who Shot a Cow
by Ace Boggess
because there’s nothing left I could say that would make this
less a comedy where Falstaff waits in shadow just off-stage
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Your Uncle from Canarsie Explains the Rapture
by Will Nixon
Not a week after the Superbowl not an icon was left standing.
Icarus hijacked the Japanese blimp to party in Cuba.
Dylan sipped sake after chewing on salt water taffy.
The queen kidnapped cheerleaders to entertain jaguars
for the patriotic showing of colors no flag could contain,
then filled her moat with burning champagne; in her pantry
we stuffed silverware into our sleeves. You could smell
the Jack of Hearts up to his schemes. Cash money like confetti.
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Epilogue
by Matt Morris
Next day,
putting out in your little
skiff with arrowy
swiftness on the blue, you sailed
’til you lost the sun among
other things, like, I
don’t know, credibility?
Anything that big,
I yelled from shore, is im-
possible to ditch. You cupped
your hands & shouted
back, but I didn’t catch your
rejoinder. When you
didn’t return, I shivered
in the weird dark. Where
were you? Stars riddled
the sky, which, not legally
required to answer,
kept mum. An ocean between
us, the bitter water,
waves.
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How to Mend a Broken Heart
by JC Reilly
First, collect all the synonyms you can think of for broken: busted, fissured, ruptured, smashed,
crumbled, tattered, shredded, cracked. There are more. Find them. They may crouch under the
couch, mildew in a pair of stinky All-Stars, cram a jar of crunchy peanut butter, crawl along the
west wall in your garden where the night-blooming jasmine flourishes, sway in the branches of
the oak tree where a pair of squirrels chase each other, creep like ants at the foot of Flournoy
Hill, where the two of you lay in switchgrass and dandelions and watch the clouds shift into
rabbits or sailboats, swirl like the onion domes of St. Basil’s Cathedral, which reminds you of
Dairy Queen, of the time you licked white, cold sweetness off each other’s noses, that silly ice
cream duel, and the downpour that started right as you left, and how, even soaked as a runaway
river, you couldn’t stop laughing, swept away in laughter, the wet no more a nuisance than an
eyelash. Have you found them? Yes? Stuff them into the pocket of your jeans and throw them
into a wash. What comes out of the dryer: a clean pair of jeans and a ball of frayed paper whose
ink has disappeared with the Tide. Throw it out, or throw it to the cat to play with, but it’s
nothing. And your heart? Whole again, little melon in your chest, to keep or give as you will.
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The Intrusion
by Ken Poyner
I am no intruder.
Drop your force shields,
Meet me at air lock two.
Our pressure suits can entwine
In the reflected light of the nearest
Moon, in the ship’s flashing status signs.
We can spin together without
Gravity as the starcraft in blue
And red scintillation tells us
In a rhythm we cannot
In weightlessness match. Drop
Your shields. Set your engines
To autopilot. I am hooking
To the gantry of air lock two.
I have my external lights off
So my face plate can be your window,
A window,
Through which you might confirm
My pure, childlike intentions. I am
No threat. I am your release
From productive, endless tedium.
Grapple with me.
Twist: by moments the two of us mere space junk,
By moments the two of us ragged angels, masters
Of imaginative machinery more valuable
Than either of us could ever be.
Come.
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For you, for us, for me, guess
Which element emits more beauty: the stars
Or the status lights; the unruled
Emptiness, or the machinery
Of our environmental subsistence?
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God Particle
by Jonathan Travelstead
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After Re-Reading Corso’s Bomb Outside Of Santa Fe
by John Michael Flynn
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Fried Bread
by Patricia Frolander
While older siblings argued over who milked cows, separated milk,
churned butter, fed chickens and pigs and hoed the garden.
Mama’s kitchen was her domain. At age twelve she assumed command
of the wood stove, creating macaroni and tomatoes, venison stew,
pork hocks and beans, but fried bread became the family favorite.
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Brushing The Old Yellow Lab
by Pippa Little
Editors’ Note: Brushing the Old Yellow Lab was previously published in The Stockholm Review, Issue 1-
2014-08-22. We are pleased to republish it here.
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At Valley of the Gods, Utah
by Bret Norwood
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Sacrifice
by Audrey T. Carroll
Picture the stars sent through electric whispers in the air to He-Who-Navigates-By-Cygnus and
pray that she does not see the forbidden power, pray that she does not feel the crackle of life
loosening like arrow to rotted trees. Struggle free of your bonds only for her to remain chained,
blade against flesh, searing of a far-off chant. Know before action, see those final moments play
in the mind's eye, motions slow before the monsoon, reassurance of her life against yours. Snap
fingers, quake the Earth, and then nothingness as you empty, essence spilling into night's air,
taken into clouds of frozen breaths, remembered on her lips.
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Shallow
by Kathy Steinemann
First, a facial. Then, a pedicure. I’ll be Sleeping Beauty: creamy complexion, hair fanned around
my face like a halo of innocence. Or one of those women in the old masterpieces: reclining on
my chaise, my flowing garment positioned in a perfect pattern of flattering folds. I don’t care
what Stewart says. He called me shallow, a coward. But he doesn’t understand. It’s not fair. He’s
trying to make me feel guilty. But there’s no guilt. The hell with him. Tonight, I’ll slip into my
new lingerie and the long turquoise dress with the lace trim on the bodice and sleeves. A bottle of
the finest wine will caress my tongue and numb my body. Twenty-nine scented candles, one for
every year of my life, will flicker and create dancing patterns of light and shadow on the walls.
Then I’ll listen to classical music while I run my fingers through my hair: my long, silky hair
with the soft curls. My destiny is clear. This will only happen once. Once. Maybe I am shallow
because I want to be beautiful. But it’s my life. I refuse to go bald. I refuse to feel pain. I’ll
swallow the entire bottle of sedatives, then lie back on the sofa for my final sleep. And I will not
smudge my mascara with tears.
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Foxy Night
by Jane Roop
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Why I’m Not a Parent
by Marie Lecrivain
No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings - William Blake
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Robes Gather in the Alley, Languedoc
by Stephen Linsteadt
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To Reach for the Sky
by Kevin Casey
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beyond
by S.D. Lishan
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At The Evening Table
by Pippa Little
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The Archaeology of Time
by Oonah Joslin
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CONTRIBUTORS
Ace Boggess is the author of two books of poetry: The Prisoners (Brick Road Poetry Press,
2014) and The Beautiful Girl Whose Wish Was Not Fulfilled (Highwire Press, 2003). He is an ex-
con, ex-husband, ex-reporter, and completely exhausted by all the things he isn't anymore. His
writing has appeared in Harvard Review, Mid-American Review, Atlanta Review, RATTLE, River
Styx, Southern Humanities Review and many other journals. He currently resides in Charleston,
West Virginia.
Queens, NYC, native Audrey T. Carroll is an MFA candidate with the Arkansas Writer's
Program and graduated with a BA in Creative Writing from Susquehanna University. Her work
has been published or is forthcoming in Fiction International, Hermeneutic Chaos, Foliate Oak,
The A3 Review, and others. She can be found at http://audreytcarrollwrites.weebly.com and
@AudreyTCarroll on Twitter.
Bret Norwood lives in Sheridan, Wyoming. His stories and poetry have been published in the
Open Window Review, Owen Wister Review, Soundzine, and other journals, and his poetry was
recognized in the 2013 WyoPoets National and Members-Only contests. He is a staff blogger for
the Sheridan Programmers Guild. Follow his work at bretnorwood.com.
Daryl Muranaka was raised in California and Hawaii. He received his MFA from Eastern
Washington University and spent three years in Fukui, Japan, in the JET Program. He currently
lives in the Boston area with his wife and two children. In his spare time, he enjoys aikido and
taijiquan and exploring his children’s dual heritages.
Jane Roop is a retired securities broker. She lives in Kennewick, WA, home of the Kennewick
Man, at the confluence of three rivers, the Columbia, the Snake and the Yakima.
JC Reilly is the author of La Petite Mort and 25% co-author of a book of occasional poetry, On
Occasion: Four Poets, One Year. She has been published most recently in The Citron Review,
Compose Journal, Glassworks Magazine, Kentucky Review, and Dirty Chai. She lives in Atlanta.
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Jeff Jeppesen lives and writes in Warner Robins Georgia. His work can be found in Every Day
Poets, Strange Horizons, The Linnet's Wings and Every Day Fiction. For several years, he was an
associate editor at Every Day Poets.
John Michael Flynn is currently an English Language Fellow with the US State Department in
Khabarovsk, Russia. His most recent poetry collection, Keepers Meet Questing Eyes (2014) is
available from Leaf Garden Press (www.leafgardenpress.com). Find him on the web at
www.basilrosa.com.
Jonathan Travelstead served in the Air Force National Guard for six years as a firefighter and
currently works as a full-time firefighter for the city of Murphysboro. Having finished his MFA
at Southern Illinois University of Carbondale, he now works on an old dirt-bike he hopes will
one day get him to the salt flats of Bolivia. He has published work in The Iowa Review, on
Poetrydaily.com, and has work forthcoming in The Crab Orchard Review, among others. His
first collection, How We Bury Our Dead (Cobalt/Thumbnail Press) was released in March, 2015.
Kathy Steinemann has loved writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she scribbled
poems and stories. During the progression of her love affair with words, she won multiple
public-speaking and writing awards. Her career has taken varying directions, including positions
as editor of a small-town paper, computer-network administrator, and webmaster. She’s a self-
published author who tries to write something every day. You can read more of Kathy's work at
KathySteinemann.com.
Ken Poyner often serves as unlikely eye-candy at his wife’s powerlifting meets. His latest
collection of brief fictions, Constant Animals, can be located through links on his website,
www.kpoyner.com, and at www.amazon.com. He has had recent work out in Analog, Asimov’s,
Poet Lore, Sein Und Werden, and several other places, both in print and on the web.
Kevin Casey has contributed poems to recent editions of Green Hills Literary Lantern, Kentucky
Review, Rust + Moth, decomP, and other publications. His new chapbook, The wind considers
everything—, was recently published by Flutter Press, and another from Red Dashboard is due
out later this year. He is a graduate of UMass, Amherst and the University of Connecticut.
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Marian Kaplun Shapiro is the author of a professional book, Second Childhood (Norton,
1988), a poetry book, Players In The Dream, Dreamers In The Play (Plain View Press, 2007),
and two chapbooks: Your Third Wish (Finishing Line, 2007), and The End Of The World,
Announced On Wednesday (Pudding House, 2007). A Quaker and a psychologist, her poetry
often embeds the topics of peace and violence by addressing one within the context of the other.
A resident of Lexington, she was five times named Senior Poet Laureate of Massachusetts. She
was nominated for the Pushcart Prize in 2012.
Marie Lecrivain is the editor of poeticdiversity: the litzine of los angeles, a photographer, and
writer-in-residence at her apartment. She's the author of The Virtual Tablet of Irma Tre (© 2014
Edgar & Lenore's Publishing House). Her avocations include alchemy, collecting Brontë novels,
and crafting purty things to sell on Etsy.
Matt Morris has appeared in various magazines and anthologies, such as ABZ Review, DMQ
Review, 88: A Journal of Contemporary Poetry, New York Quarterly, Runes and Utter. He’s
received five Pushcart nominations as well as a recent Best of the Net nomination. His first book,
Nearing Narcoma, won the 2003 Main Street Rag Poetry Award. Since then, Pudding House has
published his chapbooks, Here’s How and Greatest Hits. He currently lives on what remains of a
farm in West Virginia with his pet wombat Sonny.
Oonah Joslin is 100 MicroHorrors old and she sometimes feels it, but that is only because her
storytelling brain never shuts down. In addition to her work at MicroHorror, you can read
Oonah's poetry and flash at Postcard Poems and Prose. She is also the poetry editor of The
Linnet's Wings. Visit Oonah on her blog, Parallel Oonahverse at https://oovj.wordpress.com.
Patricia Frolander actively ranches in the Wyoming Black Hills, although at this stage of her
life, she prefers her writing desk. Frolander, a Wrangler and Willa Cather Award recipient, has
been widely published for eighteen years and was appointed Wyoming Poet Laureate by
Governor Matt Mead in 2011-13.
Pippa Little is Scots but lives in North East England. She is a poet, tutor, editor and reviewer.
Overwintering came out in 2012 from OxfordPoets/Carcanet and was shortlisted for The Seamus
Heaney Centre Award. She is working on her next collection and also a chapbook. This year she
takes up a Royal Literary Fund Fellowship at Newcastle University.
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S.D. Lishan is an associate professor of English at The Ohio State University. His book of
poetry, Body Tapestries (Dream Horse Press), was awarded the Orphic Prize in Poetry and was
published in 2006. His poetry, fiction, and creative nonfiction have appeared in Arts & Letters,
Kenyon Review, Boulevard, Another Chicago Magazine, The American Poetry Journal,
Bellingham Review, XConnect, Barrow Street, Your Impossible Voice, Creative Nonfiction, and
other fine magazines. He lives in Delaware, Ohio, with his wife, Lynda, and their dog,
Kracker Jack.
Stephen Linsteadt is a painter, poet, and writer. He is the author of the forthcoming poetry
collection, The Beauty of Curved Space (Glass Lyre Press), and the non-fiction book, Scalar
Heart Connection, which is concerned with humanity’s connection, or lack thereof, with Nature,
the Earth, and the global community. His poetry has appeared in Silver Birch Press, Synesthesia
Literary Journal, Pirene’s Fountain, San Diego Poetry Annual, Saint Julian Press, Poetry Box,
Spirit First, and others. He has published articles about heart-centered consciousness in Whole
Life Times, Awaken, Truth Theory, Elephant Journal, and others.
Tim Tomlinson is a co-founder of New York Writers Workshop and co-author of its popular text,
The Portable MFA in Creative Writing. His chapbook, Yolanda: An Oral History in Verse
(Finishing Line Press) will appear in October 2015. His poems, stories, and essays have been
published in China (United Verses and Anthill), the Philippines (Esquire, Tomas, Silliman
Journal, and in the Anvil Press anthology Fast Food Fiction), and the U.S. in numerous venues,
including Blue Lyra Review, Caribbean Vistas, Soundings Review, Theory in Action, and in the
anthology Long Island Noir (Akashic Books).
Wayne-Daniel Berard teaches English and Humanities at Nichols College in Dudley, MA. An
adoptee and former Franciscan seminarian, his birth-search led him to find and embrace his
Jewishness. Wayne-Daniel is a Peace Chaplain, an interfaith clergy person, and a member of
B’nai Or of Boston. He has published widely in both poetry and prose, and is the co-founding
editor of Soul-Lit, an online journal of spiritual poetry. He lives in Mansfield, MA, with his wife,
The Lovely Christine.
Will Nixon is the author of My Late Mother as a Ruffed Grouse and Love in the City of Grudges.
He sometimes collaborates with his friend and fellow author Mike Jurkovic. Will lives in
Kingston, NY.
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Thank you for reading this issue of Gyroscope Review.
The reading period for our October issue begins July 1, 2015.
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