ubterranean Blue Poetry
Volume V Issue XI
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The Cover Art/Photo:

"Somewhere My Love"

by Rebecca Anne Banks










"sunlight morning

the small birds

fly past

one by one

sweet . . ."


somewhere my love

"singing mantras into daylight

teocrop jasmine

yellow flowers


in the background

maleficent facist horror

horroscopes

. . . singing


and everything is a kind of insanity

someone caught on the back of a balloon


dice rag

nursing bone chips

drinking wine

el no camino

the carillon watch

the brave new world

was just another war zone – Potsdam 1953

but we have the new technology


marta lotus

feeds him treats

calico wine

domain d’or

demi de sodabergh

the dead are trying to get through the walls

tonight

at the society of martyrs

(people always look so happy

when they have died)

the angels know

and a series of 5-pound notes

a broken

host penny lane

a broken sky

rain,

dice rag

and rain"










Subterranean Blue Poetry
 
Volume V Issue XI
 
(November 2017)










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Editorial


Subterranean Blue Poetry Announces! The winners of the Somewhere My Love Anthology/Contest. The writings I chose for the Somewhere My Love Anthology are exquisite harbringers of the New Age Renaissance Republique, a brilliant mix of Symbolist, Imagist and Beat traditions that “bang in the dance”. A New Age poetry synthesis in the rhythm and cadence for peace. The writings are international, with offerings from Poets in British Columbia and Canada, New York, Puerto Rico, Hawaii and the United States, Ireland, London and the United Kingdom.

The theme of Somewhere My Love Contest/Anthology is: Love and War and Peace.

The inspiration for the Anthology comes from Somewhere My Love, the themesong of the cinematique Dr. Zhivago (written by Boris Pasternak).

Boris Pasternak, as well as being a noted Poet/Author, translated the work of dissident Russian Poets into English. The book was banned in Russia for decades and he was coerced by the Soviet government into refusing the Nobel Prize for Literature (1958), his descendants later accepted the prize for him posthumously in 1988. Dr. Zhivago, this epic love story unfolds in the midst of war. In the background of tumultuous love affair hearts is the years of World War I (1914 – 1918) and the Russian Revolution (1917).

The winner of the Best Love and War poem receives a bottle of French Champagne, $100 and a place in the Anthology. The Second Runner-Up receives $50 plus a place in the Anthology. The Third Runner-Up receives $25 plus a place in the Anthology. All Honourable Mentions receive $10 and a place in the Somewhere My Love Anthology.

1st Prize: Sepia our high faces by D.C. Reid, 2nd Prize: Bodies in Motion by Brendan McEntee, 3rd Prize: Post Scripts by Pd Lyons. Honourable Mentions: Zev Lawson Edwards, James Eret, Sergio A. Ortiz, Barry Charman, Howie Good, Norma Kerby, Wilika Asimont, Rebecca Anne Banks. Prize payouts and a bottle of French Champagne (for 1st Prize) should be winging its way to the winners by Christmas 2017.

The anthology will be available for purchase from Amazon Stations, hopefully by Christmas, 2017. Proceeds from the Anthology sale will be donated to The Open Door Mission a Drop-In Centre for Men and Women in Montreal.

- the Editor at Subterranean Blue Poetry











Sepia our high faces

by D.C. Reid


the asylum long drifted from humans who left before they got there

the small talk of mold      quiet fingernail the non-talking that is lantern

we have been here before      this is when the powder comes

when it searches for veins by flake and degree

the potted cyclamen throws back its arms      in rapture or maybe


the sash on her dress the blue one      grass round her calves

‘would you like this and this and this?’

brown shoes stubby and electrician wire laces

the high light from a forehead in old-again photos

black corners giving way when the book of our high faces is closed

breaking always with closed eyes









Bodies in Motion

by Brendan McEntee


We put our hysteria to bed with lilies by the window,

and they watched over us and the Seine

and I watched the sunrise into the spray of your hair,

the moss-light bleeding through the wooden slats.

A kiss on your wrist, your back, the space behind

   your ear, transparent, desires confused.

I run to the sea. Returning with café-coffees,

the room rich with light and the smell of you,

your pretty feet on the balcony rail,

your pretty arm thrown open for an embrace,

your skin already warm, antiquity

living in the corners of your eyes.










Featured Poet: Maurice Jarre/Paul Francis Webster

Somewhere My Love

by

Maurice Jarre/Paul Francis Webster



Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing

Although the snow covers the hopes of Spring

Somewhere a hill blossoms in green and gold

And there are dreams, all that your heart can hold

Someday we'll meet again, my love

Someday whenever the Spring breaks through


You'll come to me out of the long-ago

Warm as the wind, soft as the kiss of snow

Till then, my sweet, think of me now and then

Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again


Someday we'll meet again, my love

I said "someday whenever that Spring breaks through"


You'll come to me out of the long-ago

Warm as the wind, and as soft as the kiss of snow

Till then, my sweet, think of me now and then

Godspeed, my love, till you are mine again!










Missed Connections

Craigslist Maine – Missed Connections – May 8th, 2017 – Anonymous



Your heart - m4w


knows the truth, your imagination doesn't. My heart does too.

Sssssssshhhhhh ..... listen!

(N.B.: "beat, beat, beat" – a note from the editor

"beat, beat, beat, beat" – a note from the other editor

"beat" – says the cat

"ice cream" – says the other cat

"no. no ice cream. no cake for you, cat" – says Machiavelli

"no ice cream for me, no ice cream for you" – says the cat

"ICE CREAM!" – says the other cat

"listen" – says the cat

"beat" – says the other cat)










Book Reviews



Somewhere My Love Anthology: a feast from the New Age Renaissance Republique of Poetry.


Byline: Subterranean Blue Poetry

Title of Book: Somewhere My Love

Contributors: D.C. Reid, Brendan McEntee, Zev Lawson Edwards, James Eret, Sergio A. Ortiz,
Barry Charman, Howie Good, Norma Kerby, Wilika Asimont, Pd Lyons, Rebecca Anne Banks

Publisher: Subterranean Blue Poetry

Date of Publication: 2017

Pages: 92


"Somewhere, my love, there will be songs to sing
Although the snow covers the hopes of Spring . . ."
-from Somewhere My Love by Maurice Jarre/Paul Francis Webster


Somewhere My Love Anthology presents poetry, a feast for the senses in the school of the New Age Renaissance Republique from Subterranean Blue Poetry. The theme of the Contest/Anthology is Love and War and Peace, with the themesong Somewhere My Love from the film Dr. Zhivago as inspiration. A time of tumultuous love affair hearts during the Russian Revolution and W.W. I., a story of love and war. A story of intrigue, intertwining destinies, fate in love, politics, and the essence of love to heal, the grasping for or the loss of love to break the soul. The submissions came from around the world, British Columbia and Canada, Ireland, London and the U.K., New York, Puerto Rico, Hawaii and the United States. The contributors are writers from all walks of life, they have studied English and the Arts, some have been in the military, they are students, publishers, teachers, journalists. The poetry is considered, from Icons in the genre as well as mid-career Poets.

The style is art nouveau, exciting and unique, classical influences inside the post-modern diaspora. The juxtaposition of life/light/love/peace with death/darkness/hate/war and the struggle for the human soul. Featuring disjointed thought train, nature imagery, Symbolist/Surrealist influences - in the emotional brokenness of lost love, the disembodied soul with the light shining in. The conflicted spaces of love in the war economy, we as soldiers, we as people who live and perhaps die in the road, people not at home. This poetry lives inside magic, the world as magic inside tragedy, the writing is an image of the struggle into the New World, with the humanist choir seeking an end to war.

The writings are an invocation of T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land, this Poet’s broken response to the First World War, classical images yet introducing broken thought forms, a brilliant new evocation in 1923. The New Age Poets in Somewhere My Love, are a progression from this work, a sharper, more truncated presentation, a new scream into the darkness, in response to the post-modern war society.

A fantastical array of New Age Poets writing in the new day into the dawning of the see and be seen world community, the Internet draws us closer creating communication and the hope for peace, justice and love in the New World. Poetry that illuminates the human condition, a treatise in New Age poetic form, dances in the light, Somewhere My Love Anthology from Subterranean Blue Poetry, a unique and brilliant cast upon the waters for peace.

Available @ Amazon.ca.











Code Name: Alius Blue

by

Rebecca Anne Banks


(inspired by the Muse, the mass shooting in Orlando, Florida June 12th, 2016)



"o’ blue

a place by water

trees by water

Summer cold, dark and quiet . . ."


born in alien nation

and rain collars

to dream . . .

o’ Paris and Andalusian horses

the stone mason’s son

the blind, the works

people are never forgotten

they may leave

but they are never forgotten

imprints

years later

imprints

anonymous pictures

remind me of you

shadows across the soul

"everyman belongs in the kitchen of his Starcrossed or more suited Lover.

luv an’ food an’ luv."

planned Nihilism

"she should be given a medal

for what she is about to do for the economy"

the gaff note cathedral

drop the needle

drop the needle

drop the needle

and rain climbing up the spine of America

love’s a crime

in the badlands

down at the club at Brixton Heights boulevard

code name: Alius Blue

black rain

and rain

"go to the insane asylum, beg for admittance"

("30 days has September, April, June and November")

hittin’ beat box

you see him walk

walk

past

glam trawel

and aches like Obi Wan

cal gon blue

penny draws for cigarrettes

heat draws

veni draws

missing

missing in action

true regret

is saying goodbye to

champagne morning glories

green cut grass

3 days 4 the blues to heal

10 years 2 heal

20 years . . .


the flowers, the flowers

the luxors

blues hard and ranch

bluesheart

left alone

planning funerals

left alone

writing bluesnotes

walking down blues street

blues smoke

a day for the dead

sorrow for sorrow

and love, less a day

the arch pegabo

rip shamuta

and all the stars fall

into blues street

night into night

cold into cold


"put the groceries away,

come to bed . . ."


"pink and blue bonnet

Summer sky

cold, the tree, the shadows . . ."










Biography


Rebecca Anne Banks lives in the New Age Renaissance Republique of Poetry. She is the author of over 30 books of poetry, a guide to the Holy Spirit, a primer on marriage discernment, a family cookbook, a book of children’s stories, a book of World Peace Newsletters, all available at www.amazon.ca and other Amazon Stations. She has produced 3 CD`s of Folk/Rock music and has 17 CD’s of music awaiting production. She is mildly brain damaged since birth that went undiagnosed, that gave her a hidden disability. She is also the CEO/Artist at Tea at Tympani Lane Records (www.tympanilanerecords.com), The Book Reviewer at The Book Reviewer (www.thebookreviewer.ca) and the Quilt Artist at Kintsugi Art Quilts (www.kintsugiartquilts.com).

Maurice Jarre (composer and conductor) was born in Lyon, France. He wrote numerous film scores for Hollywood films and won the Academy Award 3 times for Dr. Zhivago (1965), A Passage to India (1984) and Ryan’s Daughter (1970).

Brendan McEntee. A Master’s of English from Hofstra University, I live and work in Huntington, N.Y., where I spend my free time reading and meandering the state parks near me. A widower of four years, I live with a barmy Jack Russell Terrier named Cordelia.

D.C. Reid. My poems have been published in 50 literary magazines around the world and translated into Hindi, Spanish, Chinese and Bengali. My seventh book of poems is, The Spirit of the Thing and the Thing Itself. I am a past president of the League of Canadian Poets. My most recent award is the 2016 national Roderick Haig-Brown Award for environmental writing. I won the Colleen Thibaudeau award for service to Canadian poetry and poets in 2013.

Paul Francis Webster (lyricist) was born in New York City. He wrote lyrics for Hollywood films and also did freelance writing, most notedly with Duke Ellington amongst others. He was awarded the Songwriters Hall of Fame (1972). He won 3 Academy Awards for Best Song, Secret Love (1953), Love is a Many-Splendored Thing (1955), The Shadow of Your Smile (1965).