ablaze addiction air alarm andiron aroma arson asbestos ash ashtray backdraft backfire bake ban band barbacue bellows billow blacken blaze blend bloom blow blowtorch bomb bonfire bong bouquet brand breathe brimstone bud bunsen-burner burn butt campfire cancer candle candlestick canister cannabis carbon carbon-monoxide carburetor carcinogen carton "catch fire" cauldron ceasefire chainsmoker chalice char charcoal chimney "chipper" choke cigar cigarette cigarillo cinder "coffin nail" coal combust conflagrate consume convection contain cook Corona cough crack craving cremate crematorium Cuban cure cutter dank dependence detector detonator diesel ditchweed dog-iron dopamine drill drag dragon draw dynamite ember emission engine enkindle emphysema escape evacuation exhale exhaust exit explosive extinguish fag fatwood feed fiery filtered fire firebug firecracker firedog firefighter fireplace fireproof firetrap firetruck firework five-alarm flame flammable flare flashover flickering forge freebase fuel "full flavor" fume fumigate furnace fuse ganja gasoline gasp grate grenade grill gun gust habit hash Havana haze HAZMAT headshop heat hearth hell hellfire hellhole hemp herb hickory hit holder holding holocaust hookah hose hot huffing humidor hydrant ignite incense incendiary incinerate inferno inflammable inhale iron joint kiln kindle kindling kings ladder lamp lantern lava Lent light lighter lightning locoweed log lox lung mantel marijuana match matchbook matchbox menthol nicotine oil-lamp opium oven pack parch parejo patch panatela paper "peace pipe" perfecto phlogiston pipe plume pot powder presidente puff pump punk "put out" pyre pyromania pyrotechnic quit reefer retardant ring roach roast roll "roll your own" screen scorch sear second-hand shade-grown signal singe sizzle skywriting slag slim smelt smolder smoke "smoke-filled rooms" "smokes" smokescreen "smoking a cloud" "smoking gun" smother smudge "social smoker" spark spiff spit spread stain steam stifle stogie stove strike subdue suffocate sulfur squib tabacco tallow "take a hit" taper tar tinder tinderbox toast tobacco toke torch torpedo "touch off" trigger unfiltered "ultra lights" urge vapor vat vent ventless ventilation volcano votive wax weed withdrawal wheeze wick wildfire wind wrapper yellowed yulelog Zippo 100s 420


Poetry (any form or style) and Micro or Flash Fictions wanted for an anthology on SMOKE. Not just the black clouds rising from the five-alarm fire next door, or the billowing plumes of smoke warning us of a forest fire, or the emissions from factory smoke stacks, apartment house incinerators, and crematoriums, smoke rings rise from cigarettes, smoke pours out of headshops, pipe shops & cigar stores--see that purple haze rising over the fields of poppies and marijuana we just planted--we've used it to communicate via smoke signals and skywriting, to cover our tracks and disappear with and without mirrors, combat the enemy on and off the battlefield, kill bugs, flavor food, cure illness, declare peace treaties, and fragrance our homes. Got the idea? Release it onto the page.

Guidelines: Submit up to three poems/micro fictions or two flash fictions at a time with a fascinating bio of 35 words or less, not just limited to publication credits, copy/pasted in the body of an e-mail (no attachments, please) to roxy533 at yahoo dot com & . We will also entertain up to six one-liners or 2 short stand up routines at time. Previously published work is OK as long as authors have retained the copyright, which will be returned to them after publication. Simultaneous submissions are encouraged. If your work is accepted elsewhere, and you still have obtained rights to republish, just let us know where and we'll be happy to acknowledge the other publication.

If you do not receive a response from us within a month of your submission considered it rejected and feel free to submit again. Due to the volume of submissions we cannot respond to each and every individual submission. Selection for the on-line edition are made on a ongoing basis as we receive your submissions. However, final selections for the print edition will made after the October 31st deadline. (In otherwords not everything that made the cut for the online edition will appear in print.) Please do not query. When in doubt, send the submission to roxy533 at yahoo dot com &

Monday, March 9, 2009

Clarity in a Fog

Based on the painting, “The Gare St-Lazare” by Claude Monet, 1877 and the true story about how it was painted

Monet was smoking mad.
The critics had lambasted
his “Sunrise, Impression”
wondering why he painted fog.

It was simple. It was there.

He painted what he saw.
And he saw mist

Anything else
would have been a lie
to the eye,

to the reality of light
as it reflected off
the burned-off
change in atmosphere.

He wanted to paint outside,
because outdoors
was waiting for him
like a nude model posing,
impatient to be elsewhere

where light would be different
and difficult as a lover.

He declared to show them
lack of clearness, huffing
and puffing, like a pipe
about to go out
until you draw it in deeper.

His face was red
as a vicious sun
about to melt the surface
of the Themes,
until it boils steam

He marched dramatically
into the train depot,
a man with a purpose,
a man whistling hot
as a tea kettle loosening its hiss.

He was mumbling a mantra,
no one could see anything in it...
He was determined to straighten them,
they want to see things clearly,
even in a fog
ready to show them something

He steamed into the depot
Gare Saint-Lazare
announcing himself
as The Painter, Claude Monet.

The head of the western offices
did not want to admit
he had no knowledge about art
and all he knew was schedules, or
switching tracks
like changing pants.

All trains were halted.
They waited, stationary.
Like a man waits for a woman:
impatiently. The smoke was dense
as night in a tunnel.
The smoke was thick from the engines
so you could not see anything
unless you knew it was there.

When his painting were sufficiently soot,
heaving engines of spewing darkness,
he took his 30 complete works
like a conductor collects punched pickets,
as if his journey was completed,

as if his signature smoldering said it all.

By Martin Willitts, Jr.

Martin Willits, Jr.

Martin Willitts, Jr.’s tenth chapbook is The Garden of French Horns (Pudding House Publications, 2008) and his second full length book of poetry is The Hummingbird (March Street Press, 2009). He co-edits www.hotmetalpress.net.

No comments:

Post a Comment