Guest Boy the first novel in a trilogy called Light Piercing Water

Bo Cavalieri, a laconic sailor, earned a Silver Star from the Navy as a frogman and now sails the world as a Merchant Marine officer. Many shipmates treasure the drawings of themselves Bo gave them-drawings that recall Da Vinci's. His adventures in Hamburg, Morocco, Italy, Oman, Somalia, Edinburgh, and New York echo The Odyssey and The Seven Voyages of Sindbad.

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Far from Algiers, by Djelloul Marbrook

Far from Algiers

". . . as succinct as most stanzas by Dickinson . . . an unusually mature, confidently composed first poetry collection." -Susanna Roxman, Prairie Schooner
" . . . brings together the energy of a young poet with the wisdom of long experience." -Edward Hirsch, Guggenheim Foundation

  • Winner 2007 Wick Poetry Award
  • Winner 2010 International Book Award in Poetry

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The Great Lenore by J M Tohline

Artemisia’s Wolf

When lightning strikes Artemisia Cavelli, it rewires the young artist's mind in magical ways. From the hospital she steps into a maelstrom of betrayal, conspiracy, love and desperate vulnerability. Accompanied by a white spirit wolf, visible to a few but not to most, she changes all she touches. Set in New York's ruthless art world.
Artemisia's Wolf is a striking homage to women artists oppressed by a male hierarchy.

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Brushstrokes and Glances

Brushstrokes and Glances

". . . one of those colossal poets able to bridge worlds-poetry and art, heart and mind-with rare wit, grace, and sincerity . . . "
- Michael Meyerhofer, poetry editor, Atticus Review

" . . . the poems here about museums, galleries, and studios are as penetrating as the ones about the art . . . testify to years of careful seeing." -Maggie Anderson, author of Windfall: New and Selected Poems

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Mean Bastards Making Nice

Mean Bastards Making Nice

Leaky Boot Press, 168 pages, available now from Book Depository free of shipping charges worldwide

Two powerfully original novellas are set in the New York art world. In The Pain of Wearing Our Faces a New York art teacher and her student, a famous composer, pledge to entertain each other as they try to stay sober. He confesses to plagiarizing his most famous work, then disappears. She follows him to Woodstock and finds the woman whose music he stole. In Grace, a Catskills teenager runs away from an abusive father, hitchhikes to the city, and is briefly homeless before finding a job as an art mover/installer. Just as she begins to believe in her future she faces betrayal by her boss.

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Brah Ice

BRASH ICE: NEW POEMS by Djelloul Marbrook

Dec. 2014, Leaky Boot Press, UK, ISBN: 978-1-90984915-0
There's nothing brash about Brash Ice-brash ice being broken ice that appears scarred after freezing again. In his third collection the poet looks back on a dervish's trek through the world of illusions and tells us what beguiled, enlightened, froze, broke, and scarred him. "This is a poetry asserting with linguistic beauty Goethe's comment that 'color is the deeds and sufferings of light.' This is quoted in one of the poems. But it's important to shed light on this quote with another Goethe quote. In Book II of Faust, Goethe also said, 'Life is not light but the refracted color.' Marbrook's collection plays on this meaning of light and life throughout and especially in the concluding section."-Michael T. Young - Full review.

Alice Miller's Room

Alice Miller's Room

An artist creates a magical room for a young psychiatrist's adopted infant nephew-a room with the heavens projected above and hideaways in the walls. To help him, he recruits a metallurgist haunted by a disturbed upbringing. As the three build this fantastic space, a strangely rewarding friendship unfolds.

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 Military and sports verbiage lead us down many blind alleys.

We say, for example, that the camera or the photographer captures an image. We say an image has been caught. We say an apt remark nails it. We talk of hitting a home run or hitting the ball out of the park. We say we’ve seen through something.

Our descriptions are aggressive. To capture an image is akin to commodifying it, assigning it a market value.


Actors and houses share a common burden

The sylphlike appearance of progress

Earlier this year I wrote an essay for Omniverse called Unpunctuation: Enabling Poetry to Sail Close to the Wind. I’ve felt as if I were dragging my anchor ever since, and now I know why.

There were resonances I wanted to explore, but I misplaced them en route to other conclusions. Take the expression, close to the wind. What does it mean? What might it symbolize?


When it comes to the minimum wage The New York Times ignores the kitchen sink

Raising Floor for Wages Pushes/Economy Into the Unknown, the front-page headline in yesterday’s New York Times says. The faceless economy, you see, is the story, not the millions of people whose quality of life would be improved.

In a tortured story that examines every aspect of raising the federal minimum wage, which has stagnated at $7.25 since 2009, to $12 by 2020, the story by Noam Scheiber twists itself into a pretzel to avoid mentioning the kitchen sink, which is the moral dimension of the issue.


How Facebook shows its contempt for authors

Michael Dirda, a critic whose civility and humanity I admire, has written a poignant indictment of the book market in the July 10th Times Literary Supplement.