Tuesday, March 24, 2009

THE BONES OF SAINTS UNDER GLASS by Jeff Fleming

The Bones of Saints
Under Glass
Poetry by Jeff Fleming
$5

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The second poetry chapbook by the talented writer and editor of the short-poetry mag nibble, featuring all-new, never-before-seen or printed poems, collected here for the first time. The poems take the reader on a journey of the self, through fatherhood; the loss of the closest of loved ones; observations in seasons and natural settings; the remembrance of place and time and what it does to the body, the mind; the introspection of the self, tapping into the analysis of emotions, the often trivial nature of questioning, realizing the unimportance of so much of what we consider vital, how fleeting and vain it all is. Fleming controls his past with an honest pen, telling of being an orphan and grieving the loss of parents and loved ones, then heads straight into the future with the eyes of a child, weaving tales of his own fatherhood and the teachings of children like a timeless bedtime story passed down through the generations. Fleming's latest effort is a touching, endearing commentary on the cycle of life and nature and a must-have for your collection. Also features a wrap-around cover of all-new artwork, created just for this book, by the ever-talented writer and artist Hosho McCreesh. Both poet and cover artist will receive royalties for the sale of each of these books, so buy in confidence that you are supporting the small press with all your little might! Copies can now be purchased online; or through the mail for $5 (plus $2 US shipping; $3 out-of-US shipping) via cash, check, or money order made out to Alternating Current, PO Box 398058, Cambridge MA 02139 USA; or via PayPal with the email address alt.current@gmail.com. All authors on our press receive royalties for each copy sold, and each purchase comes with a free random book from the archives while we clean house.


This book includes:

Wrap-around cover art:
Hosho McCreesh

Poems by Jeff Fleming:
Robots and Rivers
Swimming in Beauty and Light
Sudden Zephyr
The Bones of Saints Under Glass
I am alone
Shake Loose the Dirt of Ages
Something Important
You Have to Find the Light
Mokelumne Hill
The Youngest One Stopped
Orphan Poem One
Orphan Poem Two
Ratchet
Every Saturday Night
A Few Feet
a vast, blue sparkle
My Only Companion
Pink Hued Clouds
Little Boys Turned Giant
I'm going back to Waukesha
There was that time we camped by the lake and you went for a walk at night
Empty Farmhouse


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