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Happy Christmas 2008

In announcement on December 15, 2008 at 11:41 pm

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The

Festive

season is upon us.

The Cleave will be ‘hibernating’ until the New Year.

Here are some of the highlights of 2008.

1. The list of Cleave Poets

2. The first cleave poem submission

3. The first ‘post-call’ cleave poem submission

4. Increasing readership

5. The Cleaves of the Month

6. Media mentions: 15minutepoet, poets who blog, ink sweat and tears, Ron Silliman, cleave in ‘Don’t be a stranger’ initiative

7. The Cleave Anthology

To review this year’s cleaves:

– Use the ‘SEARCH THE CLEAVE WEBZINE’ button

– Click on the tags in the tag cloud

– Click on the calender and archives to see cleaves for specific days

– Check out the cleave genius that is Dennis Kelly with 150+ cleaves on his blogsite

Finally, but most importantly:

Please keep submitting cleave poems.

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

may next year

be even better!
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Cleave of the Month December 2008 shortlist

In cleave of the month on December 15, 2008 at 11:40 pm

The last Cleave of the Month for 2008.

The Poll is open until midnight 31/12/08.

The cleave poems are:


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    Cups and Saucers by Thane Zander

    In submission on December 12, 2008 at 11:48 pm
                    Cups and Saucers
              o', you borrowed | a line
                from Art House | the colour
                  several shades | of darkness
            of hues emanating | radiation
            leaks and droplets | burning images 
    
                       you supply | cups and saucers
                 generalisations | with pretty filigree
                  and encounter | gold riddles
                  etched in time | unruffled by cause
                 and effectively | placed to pasture
    you tighten your noose | around your neck
                          and jump | stretching your existence.
    
    
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    Rhapsody-Cleft by Andrea Barton

    In submission on December 10, 2008 at 7:53 pm

    ………………I should ode a meadow – a solitude we once passed through
    ….a million million grains of grain – a lea
    ………………..golden and currented – like dawn at sea
    and answer its enchanting beckon – for us to come and wallow in
    ………its ripples kissing landscape – its tide so invitingly introduced
    ………a profoundness by which we – unsuspecting prisoners-to-be
    ………………………………………were seduced-


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    New Yorker poetry editor Paul Muldoon and RACKETT at the Bowery Poetry Club

    In announcement on December 9, 2008 at 10:28 pm

    We would like to draw your attention to a very
    special event. Please join us for an evening of poetry and rock and
    roll with Paul Muldoon, the Pulitzer Prize winning poetry editor of
    the New Yorker, and the Princeton-based band Rackett, on Saturday,
    December 20th, 8-9:30 p.m., at the Bowery Poetry Club, 308 Bowery,
    (Between Houston and Bleecker), New York. Ticket cost is $15.

    A Fellow of the Royal Society of Literature, the American Academy of
    Arts and Sciences and the American Academy of Arts and Letters, Paul
    Muldoon was given an American Academy of Arts and Letters award in
    literature for 1996. Other recent awards are the 1994 T. S. Eliot
    Prize, the 1997 Irish Times Poetry Prize, the 2003 Griffin
    International Prize for Excellence in Poetry, the 2004 American
    Ireland Fund Literary Award, the 2004 Shakespeare Prize, the 2005
    Aspen Prize for Poetry, and the 2006 European Prize for Poetry. He has
    been described by The Times Literary Supplement as “the most
    significant English-language poet born since the second World War.”

    Along with Muldoon, RACKETT features: Stephen Allen (keyboards), Bobby
    Lewis (drums), Lee Matthew (lead guitar, vocals), Paul Muldoon
    (guitar, lyrics), and Nigel Smith (bass).

    Please feel free to contact us for more details.

    Katelyn Maloney
    Media Director
    Bowery Poetry Club

    Spontaneous thing by Dennis Kelly

    In submission on December 7, 2008 at 10:52 pm

    This cleave and Three-Way Poetics were first published here at Dennis Kelly’s poetry blog and mentioned here on Ron Silliman’s blog.

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    Larry Eigner

    —for Diana Manister

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    “when you search the

    spontaneous thing”

    —Larry Eigner, “The Fine Life,”

    On My Eyes

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    When I search for—the thing

    The spontaneous thing—already there

    It becomes even more—spontaneous

    Do it yourself—try it & see

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    What blooms—in drought

    Isn’t you or me—it’s intuition

    The other radio—the Red Sox one

    The Orphée one—just ask Cocteau

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    Heurtebise—your chauffeur

    Eurydice—your wife

    Maria Casares—La princesse

    The Land of Dis—Spontaneous now

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    Words—your Rolls Royce

    Language—your motorcycle escort

    Writing—thru the liquid mirror

    Runtime—Saturday matinee

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    The more—you read

    The more—you write

    The more—you cleave

    The more—you see

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    Three-Way Poetics by Dennis Kelly

    In submission on December 7, 2008 at 10:43 pm

    Three-Way Poetics

    “we  got trinaural hearing”
    —Larry  Eigner, “Do it yrself,” 
     Look at the  Park
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    Now I’ve got—three “ears”

    The front one—the back one

    The one—coming down the street

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    Brainwashed by Nancy Williams Lazar

    In submission on December 4, 2008 at 10:04 pm
    His monotonous
    voice dull as water running
    through a pipe
    flows from the room
    where the night nurse
    reads in the hall,
    her legs crossed and
    kicking.
    
    
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    His clothes heaped on
    the tile floor of a room
    so warm
    the walls moan against
    a stream of cold from a
    broken window
    covered over by
    plasterboard
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    His calls for the
    police and the
    governor and a
    lawyer morph into
    a litany on how
    many times you
    hear the word “bi”
    the word “polar”
    in a lifetime.
    
    His clothes heaped on
    the tile floor of a room
    so warm
    the walls moan against
    a stream of cold from a
    broken window
    covered over by
    plasterboard
    
    
    
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    His monotonous voice
    dull as water running
    through a pipe
    flows from the room
    where the night nurse
    reads in the hall,
    her legs crossed and
    kicking. 

    Nancy Williams Lazar worked as a wood-shop manager for 18 years. After her business closed she wrote for The Morning Call in Allentown, Pennsylvania. Her poems have appeared in The Loch Raven Review, Mindfire: War and Peace special issue; and Soundzine, July 2008 Beat Poetry Issue.

    iCleave by iDrew

    In submission on December 4, 2008 at 10:04 pm
    i'm just a girl
                    dreaming at the edge of sound
    flirting with
    a prince
                    consumed
    in the silence
                    by glitter kisses
    and wishes
                    and the happy ever afters
    hidden in
    desires
                    of wistful promises

    P. A. Levy writing under the name of iDrew – to match her titles, Drew is an Essex girl that enjoys clubbing, drinking and boys, but as these are the topics she usually writes about she says it’s all in the name of research.  iDrew writes for the Clueless Collective to be found at:  www.cluelesscollective.co.uk

    Cleave of the Month November 2008 shortlist

    In cleave of the month on December 3, 2008 at 9:19 pm

    Congratulations to Diana Manister for her second Cleave of the Month.

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    These are the Editor’s picks for this month – in selecting, I have considered the following 4 points and also simply, do I like the poem?

    1. Depth: What is the theme, what is the point – so what?
    2. Craft: Does each poem work on its own and together?
    3. Communication: Is it clear; does it communicate?
    4. Experimentation: Is it pushing the envelope?

    Here are the poems (Poll closes 12th December):

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