Thursday, March 08, 2007

Spring 07 Ct. Review

The Spring 2007 Issue of Connecticut Review will
arrive soon. Here are some snapshots of its

WCSU professor James R Scrimgeour, ESCU emeritis
Gray Jacobik join with other artists to explore
the intersections between images made by language
and the graphic image of painting and
photography. This special section encourages
seeing and creating from multiple perspectives.

In Raymond Mackenzie's personal essay, a
scholar's unexpected discovery of poet Christina
Rossetti's lock of hair in a library leads him on
a meditation about his father. "The main fact of
my father's life story is that it was a life of
chronic disappointment."

"I don't know if it was vandalism or theatrics
that urged the guitarist to hurl his instrument
to the floor of the stage and leap on it," says
Al Maginnes in his poem, "The Art of
Destruction," which is about the joy of tearing
down monuments.

CCSU author Tom Hazuka satirizes the zany work of
English professors in an oversaturated job
market. "Cissy Sue Gummoe, who taught fiction
writing on the strength of having published two
stories à clé in now defunct literary magazines
I'd never heard of (and who, she proudly informed
me, had once received a signed rejection note
from Playboy), sympathetically stroked my thigh
beneath the table."

"Would we risk our lives to save books. People
have." Poet Patricia S. Hohl ruminates on the ""
of recent large-scale book burnings in Sarajevo,
Cambodia and Iraq. "The past can be rewritten but
only if the documents of history are destroyed."

"One day I will not awake in my body as you know
it," advises the narrator in Margaret Gibson's
poem, "Transparent," a comforting look at how our
loved ones never really leave.

The boy in Edgar Martinez Schultz's short story
makes a startling discovery: "And that's when I
saw them. The pins. The German symbols, which I
had been raised to understand, hate, and scorn in
school, in my father's lockbox."

In her essay "The New Loneliness," Patricia
Foster argues that "it's absurd to assume that
friendships are easy."

Simon Van Booy writes about the hardships a young
boy faces when his mother dies and he struggles
to accept her death.

And this from poet Martha Collins' translation of
Ngo Tu Lap's evocative poem, Cherry Garden:

"In the night I opened my door
The blackbirds did not cry
Their heads hung down on their shoulders"

Also in the issue: The CSU and IMPAC prize
winners in poetry, fiction and essay.
Connecticut Review is the literary journal of the
Connecticut State University System.
It is published twice annually, in the Fall and the Spring.

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