'The Great Mute Who Is Almighty' & 'The Shiny You Have Missed' - 2 prose poems now in Unbroken

from The Met Museum collection

'The Great Mute Who Is Almighty' & 'The Shiny You Have Missed' - two prose poems - are on Unbroken. 

Thanks to editors Dale Wisely, Howie Good, and Laura Gregory for selecting these two and for a sophisticated presentation.

I wrote about Julian Bond's chance encounter which enabled the first all Black delegation from Georgia to participate in the Democratic Convention on this blog. Here. (Re: The Great Mute Who Is Almighty). Read both poems.

"This Poem and Joan Crawford" #poem by Sarah Sarai in @ghostcitypress

“This Poem and Joan Crawford”is in Ghost City Review.
 You gotta read it to believe it. Thank you.

& watch for my new collection, That Strapless Bra in Heaven. December 1 from Kelsay Books.

Jaws - The Exorcist: #poem

You're gonna need a bigger boat.

Family

My three siblings are older than I am.

The biggest Russian doll who

contains we younger is Jean,

and it is with her I saw the movie Jaws.

For The Exorcist I just went along with

a loose assemblage, friends of friends.

That’s what you do with movies,

you see them, even if it’s the first

day and you are blithe as a donut on

an oblong tray at Winchell’s.

If the Vatican set up a table in

the theater lobby like Seventh Day

Adventists in the subways I’d have

signed up for a catechism class on

the spot. That was some scary shit.

One time Jean sent me a clipping from

the San Francisco Examiner.

Two sisters, 76 and 82ish, lived together

on Nob Hill until the older murdered

the younger. Watch your back, kid,

Jean printed in the margin.

I knew Jaws was going to be epic,

am unsurprised by this future of

plastic predators-of-the-seas rising from

bubble baths on Saturday Night Live.

But when the shark leapt from an

endless ocean of lost whalers, Jean

and me, we screamed, we shrieked,

we grabbed each other’s hands.

Before and after Jaws I have known terror.

That was the only time I ever held my sister’s hand.

___

Sarah Sarai. Published in Geographies of Soul and Taffeta (Indolent Books), 2016.

My #poem in #Quiddity IN TRAGEDY LET THERE BE THE ECONOMY #SarahSarai #Leviticus @farstargirl

Marc Chagall
 Jeremiah's Lamentations
Original Lithograph, 1956

I continue to be astonished to have found a remarkably contemporary quotation in Lamentations, of all books. I was prepared for wisdom but not for such specific-to-my-times wisdom.

We have drunk our water for money; 
our wood cometh to us for a price.

Jewish Publication Society tr., Tanakh, 1917. 

When I chanced on the contemporary in the ancient and sprang into a poem. And my poem, “In Tragedy Let There Be the Economy,” sprang into Issue 12.1 of Quiddity, which may no longer be in print (as of 1.6.22).

Translations of that verse vary. The above is from the 

Think: Vitamin Water. Think Nestle and their lethal baby formula. Think: Monetizing the planet. Think: We never learn.

My sneak-in poems in Gone Lawn: 32 #poetry

Click H e R e to read "My Father Sleeps Rough in His Sleep" and "Complexities Run Interference" I didn't realize until this post that both poems involving sneaking into - a golf course in the San Fernando Valley and a church in New York City.

My poem "Souls in the Penalty of Flesh" is in the handmade zine, Ethel

Ethel is a hand-made, home-stitched, mindfully assembled, superbly curated journal. Or-zine and-zine all-zine.  The work of Sara Lefsyk and Joanna Penn Cooper.  Click on "Ethel" for more. My poem starts a little like this (click on title for more): . . .

Souls in the Penalty of Flesh

The concept of air humming its tune:

girlhood, Bach crooning, un- and happiness,

a consciousness which materialized into her,

the result of an agreement to fuck on Thursdays,

.  .  .

Volume 3 - January 2019

Submit to Ethel Zine: Send up to five pieces of writing and/or art to ethelzinesubmit@gmail.com with Zine Submission in the Subject line. Or from 10-28 pages of writing and/or art with Chapbook Submission in the subject line.  OR Submit a Mini-Book:  Send up to 15 miniature pages of miniature writing/art with Mini-Book Submission in the subject line.