Anthony J. Pupello on Marlene Mountain

September 18, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

I had the opportunity to meet Marlene Mountain at a group show she was participating in at New York University. She was really something special. At first, I think I puzzled her. But when she recognized my name, it was as though we were old friends. Her pieces were something else as well. What was astounding was that Grey Art Gallery is so staid and Marlene and her work are certainly not. I was sort of surprised she showed there – but very happy as it gave me a chance to meet her. When I asked if she would be speaking the next day, she said “they wouldn’t let me speak – they’d tie me up!”

June 2, 1995

 

 

 

Lee Gurga Haiku 2003

September 11, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

moonlight lights blazing in the empty train cars

 

winding a bobbin the color of her husband’s thread

 

after church a butterfly explodes on the windshield

 

 

6/10/03

 

 

 

 

 

Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 9, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

the blind keyboard player’s blue tattoo

 

twenty seven years in the same double bed winter rain

 

first firefly it’s about time he got home

 

 

10/31/02

 

 

 

 

Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 8, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

in the dog’s empty bowl a baby cricket

 

an amazing universe but cloudy

 

reading the cartoons skipping the poems

 

 

10/31/02

 

 

 

Lee Gurga Haiku 2002

September 7, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

breathless heat ambushed by thunderheads

 

prairie sunset the lonely farmhouse flickers out

 

night rain putting on my good underwear

 

 

10/31/02

 

 

Raffael de Gruttola Haiku 2004

August 27, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

autumn trees

noisy grackles

leave in silence

 

rooming house shower

watching cockroaches

scatter into holes

 

change break

the Casino hostess

adjusts her pantyhose

 

 

2/09/04

 

 

Raffael de Gruttola Haiku 2004

August 26, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

in the recess

of the bulkhead

a spider bites me

 

wild oats

ladyslippers

which path to take

 

lost in the lights

the high fly ball

that never comes down

 

 

2/09/04

 

 

Raffael de Gruttola Haiku 2004

August 23, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

stretched out

by a shadow

the grasshopper’s antennae

 

two crows huddle

on a bare elm limb

falling snow

 

crack

in the citadel wall

dandelion flower

 

 

2/09/04

 

 

 

Raffael de Gruttola Haiku 2004

August 22, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

out of the clouds

of summer rain

a red balloon

 

 

bumper to bumper

the monarch changes lanes

uncontested

 

 

wildflower garden

swallowtail wrapped

in a spider’s web

 

 

 

2/09/04

 

 

untitled

August 13, 2018 § Leave a comment

 

we both lie about the people who have kids we came to the pool with

 

2004

 

 

 

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