November 2014, Issue #1
Seeing in the Dark

TABLE OF CONTENTS

 Editorial

I. Living By Dream

Miriam Greenspan

Dreamkeeper
Seeing in the Dark

Deena Metzger

Living By Dream

Susan Bradley

Dream Dogs 1 and 2

Patricia Reis

Over the Edge

Cynthia Travis

Accounts

Maia

Naming

Sara Wright

Angels: After the Maine Bear Referendum

Marilyn DuHamel

Call and Response with An Irish Brogue

Susan Cerulean

Holding Sacred Posture

Kristin Flyntz

Grieving with the Elephants

II. Towards a Resurrected
    Knowing

Sonja Swift

Good Morning, (End of the) World: Notes toward a Resurrected Knowing

Jan Clausen

Veiled Spill #11, #12, #13

Cynthia Travis

The Original World

Maia

Letter from Demeter

Susan Bradley

Honeycombed
Hexagons with Packets

Kate Miller

Bearing the News: Wolf Hunt Revived in Minnesota

Sharon Rodgers Simone

A Parliament of Ravens

Marilyn DuHamel

Broken Open

Margo Berdeshevsky

Door
In the Falling of Late Fire Days
And Our Hands
L’Amour n’est pas mort

Sara Wright

My Yellow Spotted Lady

Regina O’Melveny

Corydalidae cornutus

Dyana Basist

What the Aspen Revealed

Harriet Ellenberger

Desire Spoken under a Night Sky

Moe Clark

nitâhkôtan

Maia

Naming

Kokanee Salmon Kokanee Salmon

I want to speak of winter in the midst of summer,
the first freeze of autumn, sunlight's jeweling glance
here there gone, silence penetrating

human hubbub, brassy music, lugubrious waltzes—
that tiny blue flame in the stove can't warm me
any longer. Last night I dreamed a mouse nested

under loose bark, a seep of termites lapping close
to the blind brood. Every wounded soldier can say
the fragment of metal bore his name. The dancer's

fall comes from a subtler angle, a dust grain
shaken from the ceiling, a speck in the mirror
that distracts as she whirls en point, intent

as a dervish, a photon...and then she's out.
This is the year the oil line blows in the Gulf and the doctor says
cancer, and I learn to repeat it like all the others, my cancer

my name on the pathology slide, cluster of cells
hiving for spring—believing they will live forever...
But I dreamed this morning, dreamed the healers swimming

in from the sea sockeye salmon leaping ladders of my bloodstream,
snow falling, falling over their hungry backs...

Notes:
I began this poem in 2010, the year I was diagnosed with stage 3 breast cancer, a devastation which followed quickly upon losing my home of many long years, and then my balance. I returned to my meditation practice, turning it into long periods of visualization in which snow began falling through me and salmon streamed through me eating up the red (estrogen positive) and black (estrogen negative) cancer cells in my right breast, where the tumor had spread into the surrounding skin. Early in 2013 I had a simple mastectomy. It took me more than a year to recover from the after-effects on my over-active immune and nervous systems. But since, I have gone past mere recovery to more abundant health than before the cancer and surgery. All these experiences were accompanied by dreams, from a prodromal (predictive) dream in 2000, to a dream recommending surgery. And all along, the healers, snow and salmon, especially, brought me through to where I am now— more balanced and alive than any time in my life— about to have my seventieth birthday.

Maia Maia lives in Isla Vista, CA, site of the recent slaughter of several students by another who then killed himself, AND home of the breathtakingly peaceable beauty of the sea, bluffs, trees, bird sanctuary, and open fields. She has been writing since she was a child and plans to be holding a pen on her deathbed. Her work has appeared in more than 60 journals. In 2012 she published a book of poems, The SpiritLife of Birds, by Adder's Tongue Press. An eco-feminist speculative novel, See You In My Dreams, will be published sometime in 2015.


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