Vanity Flare by Wendy Videlock

Vanity Flare
by Wendy Videlock
Don’t get me wrong: I know
that knowledge is power,
that mystery’s water,
that hunger makes
a gargantuan
and yes, I’ve drunk
of the river Lethe,
from the breath of the Celts,
from the echo of
the bugling elk,
and yet,
here I be,
small and twee,
all liquored up
on song and love,
hard as rails
and light as air,
expecting the heavens
to throw down a flare,
to send in the clowns,
to burn a bush,
strike up the sea,
that might mean
those cloudy bastards
have noticed me.

Perspective: Fractals, Seasons, and Beetles

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Beetles. Who really notices them until the Michigan fall – Midwestern October – when they collect on our screens, on our doors, and on our homes – in scores. It is a gathering of species; a regional summit. Ladybugs, Stinkbugs, Tiger Beetles, Boxelders – even the green Mantis reveals itself on occasion. And the one lucky,cool drunk flyer catches a break at an opening door and flies inside. Or maybe it’s found a secret opening, not visible to my eyes. It’s sudden presence is startling and leaves me for a moment naked. I must consider the beetle whether I like it or not. Will it live or die? I slide open the screen and force it back to its side of the boundary – outside. Live. And as he flies I see the rest of them. Gathered and waiting, for a cool drunk wind to drift and try again.

The NaMos are Coming! The NaMos are Coming!

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November is one week away, and that means NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo are, too!

If you’ve been thinking about reinvigorating your blogging or are finally ready to stop procrastinating on that book you’ve always wanted to write, these two great events (and communities) can give you the jolt of motivation you need.

NaMo what now?

NaNoWriMo and NaBloPoMo are short for “National Novel Writing Month” and “National Blog Posting Month,” respectively. In the first, writers commit to writing a 50,000-word novel between November 1 and November 30; in the second, to posting every single day in November.

310,095 participants started the month of November as auto mechanics, out-of-work actors, and middle school English teachers. They walked away novelists.

NaNoWriMo 2013 at a Glance

Although the two events are separate, they share a history: NaBloPoMo started in response to NaNoWriMo, when a group of bloggers who lacked the time or inclination to write…

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By Elizabeth Alexander
Now is the time of year when bees are wild
and eccentric. They fly fast and in cramped
loop-de-loops, dive-bomb clusters of conversants
in the bright, late-September out-of-doors.
I have found their dried husks in my clothes.
They are dervishes because they are dying,
one last sting, a warm place to squeeze
a drop of venom or of honey.
After the stroke we thought would be her last
my grandmother came back, reared back and slapped
a nurse across the face. Then she stood up,
walked outside, and lay down in the snow.
Two years later there is no other way
to say, we are waiting. She is silent, light
as an empty hive, and she is breathing.