Apostrophe Cast

Welcome to Apostrophe Cast. This episode Claire Hero reads from her first full-length collection of poetry, Sing, Mongrel, available from Noemi Press. In Sing, Mongrel, as she walks us like little children through a dark forest, Hero draws the inner beast out from hiding to serve as her muse, conjuring forth songs gruesome, honest and darkly wondrous. Please enjoy Claire Hero.

Welcome to Apostrophe Cast. This episode we bring you an excerpt from a novella of prose poetry by Molly Gaudry, due out from Mud Luscious Press this December. In We Take Me Apart, Gaudry draws on Gertrude Stein's Tender Buttons and familiar fairy tales to create a jagged modernist narrative as beautiful and dangerous as broken stained glass. Please enjoy Molly Gaudry.

Welcome to Apostrophe Cast. This episode we are pleased to bring you two seasons from a shepherd's calendar by poet Nate Pritts. Pritts's third collection, The Wonderfull Yeare, will see print in 2010, but its timeless quality speaks to every date. Just as the summer dies, it is right that we bring you his 14 poem cycle, "Sonnets for the Fall," and follow it with the long poem in three parts with interludes "Winter Constellations." Please enjoy the poetry of Nate Pritts.

We have all heard rumors that literature is dying, but every so often one reads a new journal that renews one's faith in the future. The Collagist is just such a journal, and the contributors Charles Jensen, reading five poems from Nanopedia, Kevin Wilson, reading from the Big Book of Forgotten Lunatics, and Kim Chinquee reading three pieces of flash fiction, have written such good work that one must believe the rumors of literature's demise are premature. Please enjoy these readings from the contributors to The Collagist. 

Welcome to Apostrophe Cast. This episode we bring you the subversive pastorals of Allison Titus. In the tradition, pastorals refer to the edenic tranquility of shepherds with nothing better to do than compose lyrics. But Allison Titus's shepherdess sees ruined factories on the horizon, lame stock to be tended to, and fences as far as the eye can see, reminding us that in North America shepherds and cowboys sing sad songs indeed. Please enjoy the poetry of Allison Titus.