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| MATTHEW VOLLMER |
"Oh Land of National Paradise,
How Glorious Are Thy Bounties" |
| Salon, June 2001. |
| At midnight, Harper exits the dining room of the Old Faithful Inn and greets the distant geysers with a loud, resonant fart - take that, all ye fire-breathing monsters! - then breaks into a run across the steamy, trembling ground? |
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| KURT VONNEGUT |
| "Toast to George" |
| Cipriani, October 2003. |
| If anybody can come back from the dead, and then write about it, it will have to be George Plimpton… |
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| RACHEL WETZSTEON |
| "Home and Away" |
| Salon, April 2001. |
How different any house looks from outside
and from within. I used to circle mansions
finding out, through guessing and good luck,
what acts of kindness kept the home fires warm
and what was done in dens… |
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| MAX WINTER |
| "Apocrypha" |
| Salon, April 2001. |
I loitered under the arch
to read the notes left there
until a train passed through,
pressing me against a mossy wall… |
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| DAVID YEZZI |
| "Upon Julia's Breasts" |
| Salon, April 2001. |
Since our proscriptive age cannot abide
the mannish gazing that's objectified
the female shape (both gamine-slim and more
curvaceous in its lineaments), I swore
correctness… |
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