Red Door 33
RED DOOR MAGAZINE #33 www.reddoormagazine.com FEATURED ARTIST JORGE POSADA ................................8-15 SOUTHNORD OPEN CALL.........16-17 SEQUENTIAL CONDITIONS By Martin Andersen ......................18-21 POETRY TERENCE DEGNAN..............................22 SAMUEL PRINCE...................................23 DJ LEE......................................................24 JON WHITBREAD.................................25 A farewell to ANDREW SINGER ..........................26-27 RED DOOR presents.............................................28-29 The Appearance of the Unpredictable by TANYA COSIO............................30-31 The Collages of MARIJA IVETIC................................32-33
RED DOOR MAGAZINE #33
www.reddoormagazine.com
FEATURED ARTIST
JORGE POSADA ................................8-15
SOUTHNORD OPEN CALL.........16-17
SEQUENTIAL
CONDITIONS
By Martin Andersen ......................18-21
POETRY
TERENCE DEGNAN..............................22
SAMUEL PRINCE...................................23
DJ LEE......................................................24
JON WHITBREAD.................................25
A farewell to
ANDREW SINGER ..........................26-27
RED DOOR
presents.............................................28-29
The Appearance
of the Unpredictable
by TANYA COSIO............................30-31
The Collages of
MARIJA IVETIC................................32-33
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POETRY<br />
Idaho Lake Fragments<br />
1.<br />
Swallow’s nest wedged in the hawthorn, woven with pine needles—<br />
lodgepole, white, ponderosa—and thickened earth. You are not a cradle<br />
or a bedroom but like a bedroom cradle you shelter, rock. Bring me the<br />
protection of clay.<br />
2.<br />
Eagle, wings ruffling the rain drenched air. Bald head a splash of light<br />
above Spring Lake. You are not a mood, but like a mood you darken and<br />
brighten and fade. There, then gone. There. Gone over the tree-lined hills.<br />
Acquaint me with transience.<br />
3.<br />
Snag. Are those ponderosa limbs twisting from your torso? The deep<br />
green has moved into the crevices of your puzzled bark. Your gray head<br />
snapped and rutted. You are not an aging woman but like some ancient<br />
grandmother you are striking, stricken, snagged. Standing, still. Offer your<br />
branched wisdom.<br />
4.<br />
Campfire: cracked red mudrocks cradle your imperfect head. Charred<br />
logs crisscross old coals. Flames gone days, or maybe weeks. You are not<br />
her body, but like my mother whose limbs I held as she crossed over, your<br />
flame still is in its vanishing. Kindle me.<br />
5.<br />
Cattails—carnival corndogs, fairgoers crowding the shoreline. Swamped<br />
family, springtime pelts warming your oblong heads as you age into summer.<br />
You are not wands or wizards but like a wizard wand you can bend<br />
perception—be gentle with your whispering change.<br />
DJ Lee is a writer, scholar, artist, and regents professor of English at<br />
Washington State University. She has published over forty essays and<br />
prose poems, the memoir Remote: Finding Home in the Bitterroots<br />
(Oregon State 2020), and eight scholarly books, including The Land<br />
Speaks (Oxford 2017).<br />
**Previously published in The Bayan Review, Issue 15, Summer ´23<br />
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