* Paula Mendoza *
I read and enjoyed Sommer Browning’s Backup Singers recently, and it made me think about narrative.
* poetry by Kara Van De Graf from MQR 53:3, Summer 2014 *
From the grandmother of my grandmother, it lives
at the footboard of the bed, passed down to me
by my own mother. As a child, I traced
the blonde-wood petals of flowers, the garden
etched with dark walnut vines. And below,
near a lip of scrollwork, two narrow drawers kept
in check by a key. It was only when I slid
the drawers from their runners that I noticed
* Ann Marie Thornburg *
I imagine or sheepishly hope there are others of you out there who, like me, feel inexplicably drawn and yet feel compelled to figure out what constitutes the leash that ropes you to your pet poem. So I “begin it again,” the work of reading this one.