Good morning, evening or afternoon, and welcome to the 2022 Summer Issue #10 of Lightwood magazine at Lightwoodpress.com. While we still face the worldwide problems that surround us, we at Lightwood hope that you’ll find safe harbor with us. This issue features poetry by Timothy Brennan, Kayla Cappe, Susan Chute, J.K. Durick, Kim Ellis (with artwork), Diamonique Gurny, Robyn Hager, Sage Higgins, Ken Holland, Stephanie Kendrick, Raphael Kosek, Ann Lauinger, Yacine Ndaw, and Stephanie JT Russell; article by and Susan Chute and Laurence Carr; book reviews by Robyn Hager, Ken Holland and Mike Jurkovic; music concert review by Laurence Carr; memoir by Brian McFadden; and another installment of our “Artists in Space” series, this month: the working spaces and tools of the major figures of The Hudson River School of painting, Thomas Cole and Frederic E. Church.
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Welcome to Lightwood Issue #10, Summer 2022.
Good morning, evening or afternoon, and welcome to the 2022 Summer Issue #10…
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Trio Getsuro/music review by Laurence Carr
Recently, I visited one of my favorite places, Innesfree Garden in Millbrook, New…
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Let the Dead In/ poems by Saida Agostini/book review by Robyn Hager
Saida Agostini’s socially and spiritually aware poetry collection “Let the Dead In” focuses…
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The Poetry of Lunacy/ poem by Ken Holland
As far as poetics goes, it seems the moon has exhausted us, and…
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How I Know the River Is a Woman/ poem by Stephanie Kendrick
If you ask her if she would rather stay put she will laugh…
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Words Unspoken (Palimpsest)/ poem by Robyn Hager
I tend to speak in riddles That sound like normal sentences To people…
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Artists in Space: Thomas Cole and Frederic E. Church/ by Laurence Carr
One of my pleasurable, and always rewarding excursions in every season is to…
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Touch Wood/ poem by Ann Lauinger
The near-sighted relax at night thinking, now everybody’s just like me, forced to…
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June Rain/ poem by Raphael Kosek
The rain fell and a bird fell and the world grew lighter, more…
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I Am Only an Aimless Soul/ poem by Diamonique Gurny
winding roads at night driving wide-eyed with wonder the old composition notebook lies…
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Muldoon’s Teeth/ memoir by Brian McFadden
Muldoon’s Teeth (Chapter 4) When I had been in Vietnam for a few…
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“AWOSTING” launches this Summer!
With the Creative Writing track in SUNY New Paltz’s Masters program in English…
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Brain Freeze/ poem by Yacine Ndaw
Licking loneliness from a wafer cone Spitting sprinkles onto sidewalks I am careful…
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NYC from the Inside: NYC Through the Eyes of the Poets Who Live There/edited and curated by George Wallace//book review by Mike Jurkovic
from Blue Light Press “You aren’t the first to starve with a pen…
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Fairview Avenue/ poem by Kayla Cappe
Running away in circles from myself, the open spiral staircase, a close acquaintance….
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Before I Met You/ poem by Sage Higgins
I woke up to the sunrise floating on the lake It looked like…
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Words/ poem by J.K.Durick
Then what you said missed me, continued on, became an echo took on…
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Harmless Encounters/ poetry by Raphael Kosek/ winner of The Comstock Review’s 2021 Jessie Bryce Niles Chapbook Contest/ book review by Ken Holland
Precise and fleet. This line appears in the first poem of Kosek’s latest…
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Pittsburgh thoughts and poems by Susan Chute and Laurence Carr
In the late 60’s and early 70’s Pittsburgh was, for me, a place…
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Quilt/ poem and images by Kim Ellis
Piecing a quilt invites Spirit. You must believe in harmony, that all those…
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Freud’s Cabinet/ poem by Stephanie JT Russell
a virtual tour ‘I cannot let myself be stared at for eight hours…
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Until We Find Our Coats/ poem by Timothy Brennan
Will we ever be satisfied again? We who’ve lost not only our tail-parts…
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