Recently added articles from The Hudson Review:
Bistro
Jul 01, 2008; Espaillat, Rhina P ... Watching young lovers do what lovers do with eyes shut tightly, you forget the rest, how time unsays the words, however true. Watching young lovers do what lovers do you almost warn them, Stop! As if you knew some better thing than this by which they're ...
Elegy for an English Teacher
Jul 01, 2008; Greger, Debora ... How her pin curls would quiver, punctuation too eloquent for words. Tonight the lightning diagrams a sentence of cantilevered complexity: in a single stroke it divides the dark into subject and predicate. Now it starts over on the darker verso of ...
Reflection
Jul 01, 2008; Espaillat, Rhina P ... Every head is a world. -Spanish proverb Buttresses, arches, pale above the trees- or under or between: for miles I rode enchanted with those spires, tall vacancies airily pierced by starlings. How they flowed through landscape that outpaced us ...
Poem Noir Becomes Prizefight Film
Jul 01, 2008; Hunter, Jefferson ... First up on the screen is the studio logo, the RKO transmitter beeping its signal out to the revolving, black-and-white world. Then the names of the film's stars appear, followed by the main title-The Set-Up-superimposed on a shot of a prizefight time-keeper, his hammer poised above the bell. At ...
How Sullen She's Become
Jul 01, 2008; Espaillat, Rhina P ... How sullen she's become lately, the body, how vengeful over trifles: one step missed climbing an unlit stair will earn you bloody bruises, swollen throbbing at the wrist you fell on. Once she ran to do your bidding like a young bride; now, like an aging ...
Comment: Letter from London
Jul 01, 2008; Barber, Michael ... Dear H, I'm sure you've noticed the way certain words go in and out of fashion. For instance as a teenager in the fifties I used "cool" as a term of approval. Ten years later it was as dated as the Twist. Then in the nineties I suddenly noticed that my adolescent son and his friends were ...
The Unknown Soldier: The Poetry of John Allan Wyeth
Jul 01, 2008; Gioia, Dana ... I John Allan Wyeth is the missing figure in the American literature of World War I-a soldier poet still worth reading. Little known in his own lifetime, he has been utterly forgotten by posterity. Even scholars and historians of the period don't recognize his name. Yet his work remains ...
Enigma
Jul 01, 2008; Espaillat, Rhina P ... Whether one shoot divided in mid-growth, halved intimately lengthwise, face to face, or, sprung from common soil that nurtured both, two seedlings twined in their not-quite-embrace, this maple-or these maples, who can say?- cleave to what may be ...
News from the Front
Jul 01, 2008; Espaillat, Rhina P ... The hawks are in the tavern, sipping beer. The paper's full of news, none of it good. But things are not all bad, looked at from here. Some people fail to see things as they should. The paper's full of news, none of it good, but casualties are just the ...
A Cold Day in Paradise
Jul 01, 2008; Greger, Debora ... at the butterfly house At the gate of Eden we stood, wanting back in. A scruffy seraph stuffed our money into the pocket of his frayed jeans. "Don't let them out," he said. Was that the gasp of a lost soul I heard as another door closed behind ...
Priority
Jul 01, 2008; Corn, Alfred ... "Mama," I called my father's new wife, long Before my older sisters, both still mourning Their dark-haired, stylish, much-loved parent, did. Never in words did Daddy convey the torment He felt when Mother died; in fact, till forced to, Avoided even ...
The Orchard Thief
Jul 01, 2008; Dooley, Terence ... Come sweet lemon come away, The grove cannot enfold us. Let's bleach the whisper from the sky. Let luscious winds embalm us, No trace of us but wafts away, Before the fragrant morning! Come sweet lemon come away, Before the fragrant ...
A Desirable Woman
Jul 01, 2008; Berry, Wendell ... for Tanya and David Charlton She was not beautiful according to the standards of the magazines and moving pictures of the time, and she knew it. But by any standard she was a desirable woman, and she also knew that. She knew it from what she had seen in the eyes of certain men, to which ...
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Jul 01, 2008; Corn, Alfred ... Try and muster the first unshaven dogface to call them "dog tags," sardonic smile aimed at a pair of steel and nickel leaves die-stamped with his name, a license to kill or be killed. Like some legendary bullet-stopping Bible, gemini chiming shields ...
Bishop's Time
Jul 01, 2008; Pritchard, William H ... Bishop's Time Elizabeth Bishop died in 1979 and immediately ascended to the heaven inhabited by dead poets-George Herbert, John Keats, and Emily Dickinson-whom everyone venerates. In a review of Alice Quinn's edition of Bishop's unfinished poems, William Logan put the following question ...
Magpie
Jul 01, 2008; Dooley, Terence ... He was a nawie, she a serving-maid one yeoman and three immigrants the other side were tanners, publicans teachers, priests, and teaching-nuns and liked a drop, and liked to joke and sing one side close-mouthed and shy, the other fey Ireland is ...
The King's Question
Jul 01, 2008; Culhane, Brian ... Before he put his important question to an oracle, Croesus planned to test all the famous soothsayers, Sending runners half around the world, to Delphi, Dodona, Amphiarius, Branchidae, and Ammon, So as to determine the accuracy of their words; His ...
Baghdad Bar
Jul 01, 2008; Matthews, Christopher ... He used drink to blacken glory-always addicted, this time he went on darkening dirt for glory, the ramping of dirt on dirt might save the glory when shadow came shifting down. So he drank; he was sinking sorrow-even his beer-mat with the sodden toucan ...
Hexameter
Jul 01, 2008; Culhane, Brian ... Hold, memory, a vision out of Greece: The west wind breathes a ripening breath As each pear, pendant and golden, brushes Another, where four tilled acres glisten Winter and summer: fig, olive, currant, And the heavy succulent pomegranate -Sunstruck ...
Motley
Jul 01, 2008; Boutelle, Annie ... Because of jetlag, perhaps, or the defective controls and the six-hour Heathrow wait, or her husband and missing him, she longed to touch the hair of the man sitting there, empty black leatherette seat between them, the usual belts and shackles, and there ...