Dragon angst? Plus links to a few recent publications.

A Matisse print, included in
Folly.  She looks like a mermaid.

My three poems "Drink, Child," "Stop," and "Palace of the Blessed" are beautifully presented at Folly Magazine. The date of pub. is February 2012, but I didn't know they were out, so now is the time. Folly presents itself as a pdf. Don't hold back.  Your scrolling will reveal delights of performing arts posters, Matisse prints (Folly editors are geniuses to have permission to reproduce this artwork), poems of Stephanie Kaplan Cohen, and my poems. Note that the narrator of "Stop" works in advertising agencies.

(I have lots to say about the poems but why strip them down when you, the reader, can experience and question.)

Like "Stop," my poem "Long ago," published online by 200 New Mexico Poems (and, it is hoped, eventually in an anthology) draws on lived experience, my time (long ago) in Santa Fe.

Fiction (yay!)  Though it's not yet published, may I alert you to the imminent arrival of my short story, "Lillia," in the Spring issue of Devil's Lake, a journal from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. I'll post links when appropriate.

And, now, an oldish poem receives its international debut on My 3,000 Loving Arms.  "Flaming Concerns" is a triolet ("a short poem of eight lines with only two rhymes used throughout" courtesy of Poet Forms: Triolet at Poets.org). The confinement of rules forced me into the wardrobe and then a new land. 

Flaming Concerns  

About what do dragons worry,

loss of our imaginations?

They can conflagrate forgetters.  

What’s to forget about dragons?  

A pebbly thunder of webby feet  

scraping as they—with delicacy  

of the big—lumber to roil blood  

so wings unfold uncomplicated?  

Recalled. Of uncomplication, 

any thoughts? A silly populace  

slavers like a dragon after feudal  

lords and feuds bloody, longing 

after knights of bloody folly. Oh

for a utopic uncomplication of us

hand-in-wings unfurled to catch  

cooling trade winds on routes 

leading east or west to solemnity 

only dragons still grunt to protect. 

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Sarah Sarai, 2011