Dear Poets and Poetesses,

APAL Poets Guide:

1. Tuesday, June 16 - Ruta Maya Coffee House, 4th & Lavaca. APAL open mic hosted by Sara Sutterfield Winn and Mark Maslow. Sign up at 6:30 pm.

2. Tuesday, June 16 - Fadó Irish Pub, 214 W. 4th Street (next door to Ruta Maya).

Bloomsday, A Literary Matinee, JOIN US FOR AN EVENING OF IRISH LITERATURE, LAUGHTER, AND FUN as we celebrate one of the most influential novels of the 20th century. Ulysses, is the epic reconstruction of a single day in Dublin - 6 to 8:30 pm. For more information see announcements section.

3. Tuesday, June 16 - Electric Lounge Slam, sign up as early as 8 pm. $50 cash to winner. 305 Bowie. 476-FUSE

4. Wednesday, June 17- Movements Gallery at 211 E. 6th St. BYOB (Blast Your Own Breath) Hosted by Tammy Gomez. 9 to 10:30 pm.

5. Thursday, June 18 - Ebony Sun Java House, 1209 E. 11th. Come here the profound spoken word of Edward "Chippy" Powell as he celebrates life, love and the pursuit of good music. Being enhanced by the sounds of John Coltrane, pure entertainment!!!!! Other featured poets: Rick Green, Harve' Franks. Door fee $3.00 help feed the starving poets. 472-8875 for more info

6. Saturday, June 20 - Quackenbush's Coffee House, 2120 Guadalupe, APAL open mic, sign up at 3 pm, hosted by Diane Fleming. For more info, e mail

7. Monday, June 22 - Southside Poetic Action Series, Jovita's Restaurant y Cantina at 1619 South First, from 7-9 p.m

8. Tuesday, June 23 - Ruta Maya Coffee House, 4th and Lavaca. APAL open mic, sign up at 6:30 pm, co-hosted by Sara Sutterfield Winn and Mark Maslow. For more info,

9. Tuesday, June 16 - Electric Lounge Slam, sign up as early as 8 pm. $50 cash to winner. 305 Bowie. 476-FUSE

10. Wednesday, June 24 - Movements Gallery at 211 E. 6th St. BYOB (Blast Your Own Breath) Hosted by Tammy Gomez. 9 to 10:30 pm.

11. Thursday, June 25 - Ebony Sun Java House, 1209 E. 11th Street, Suite C. East Side Black & White, APAL open mic, sign up at 7:30 pm. Featured poet Ivan Miller & friends of Austin Ebony Poets. Guest host Krysten Tyner. For more info call 472-8875

12. Saturday, June 27 - Windsor Village Branch Library, 5851 Berkman Drive. Past Poetry Project begins its third season! We will open with a reading of "Pablo Neruda" (in Spanish with English translations). 2 pm, admission free. for more info, contact

13. Saturday, June 27 - Quackenbush's Coffee House, 2120 Guadalupe. Saturday Night Live Poetry in the afternoon. APAL open mic, sign up at 3 pm, hosted by Diane Fleming.

Featured Poetry - This week's theme: State of Mankind

Next week's theme will be FATHERS.

The following selections are kinda heavy reading, I arranged them so that the last ends with a note of hope. My heartfelt thanks and appreciation to each of the contributing poets.

1.Brett Axel, playwright/poet/editor of Outlet poetry mag, will read in Austin on August 16. Visit Brett's web page at for this poem and more.

Viet Nam War Story 

                  In third grade, 

                  The other kids 

             In my class 

                  Wanted to know 

                  Why my father 

              Wasn't with 

                Their fathers 

                In Viet Nam. 

                  I didn't know 

                  What it meant 

                  But I told them 

         My dad 

               Was a Con 



                      They beat me up. 

2. Kaleel fled Liberia during civil war a decade ago. He now lives in the southwest US with his wife and son.

Christopolis, 1986

Going out the University gate,

a whistle commands them to stand in state

as the tri-colored sovereign banner

(with brash brass band accompaniment)

commences its slow evening descent.

Most of them regard it in a manner

of detached, impatient irreverence,

as they do soldier and government.

The air is thick with the onerous loom

of rank repression:the intercurrence

of ignorance, apathy,greed and gloom.

A grievous battle rages in the mind

of the half- learned common-man- on-the-streets

who believes in, yet fails flatly to find

good faith in Freedoms written on Stately Sheets

in the face of carnate contradictions

of Life, Liberty and the aesthetic

human quest for Happiness. Dialectic

thoughts of change retreat in cold, mortal awe

of the ruthless soldiers of this Un-law.

This Un-law guns what peace and progress require

with children caught and lost in the crossfire.

Selected readings will doubtless disclose

that the present state of affairs arose

is historical materiality

of a nation's fallacious naivity.

Our Founding Fathers, eager to impress,

draped the infant state in immigrant dress.

Could they have known the future distress?

Could they have known, then, when they did it choose,

that, unadjusted, Laisez Faire 's cravat

of silk would turn, for an illterate,

communal mass, into a leash or noose?

Here, now, so, despots have ruled and have wrought

their will upon a nation never taught

Freedom's the meaning of its very name.

Further, now, so, those souls that once exclaimed

"Revolution" find no differing note

here, between poison and this antidote.

Still, here, now, who speaks pragmatists' reason

chances the punishment of high treason.

Justice is sighted, her scale is tilted

here, now, so, in this oppressive season

the germ of the Greatest Good is wilted.

The poet's pouch of imagery, spent

decrying this day of dire discontent

and angst is dwarfed against the eloquence

of the yellowed eyes of the children of indigence:

vacantly auguring a violent

civil implosion, imminent and near.

But eyes, veiled by power and greed, and ears

congested by obsequious praises

don't see, won't hear the perilous presages:

"There shall be blood, of children, sacrificed,

to edify the fallen City of Christ."

3. David Potter and I have only known each other for 22 years. He and my hub have been buds for about twice that long. This is an excerpt from his rant, "America, The Great?"

I often think of our brothers and sisters

In Central and South America,

In Africa and in Asia and elsewhere,

Where our Uncle Sam's' CIA

Has spent our tax billions,

"Aiding", yes training allied governments

How to kill, torture, imprison and betray

Their most able, thoughtful people and

Keep their peons, peons.

What might have happened, I ask you,

Had those tax billions gone To teach their reading, writing and arithmetic,

To teach their philosophy and their history

To help those people help themselves?

But we don't do that, we don't know that answer,

Cause we are "The Greatest Nation on Earth".

So also, once were Egypt, Greece, Persia and Rome.

They didn't get it, they missed the boat.

They didn't survive, will we?

A Commentary by D. Potter 9March98

4. Kathy Jackson lives in Dunedin, Florida. Her poem St. Petersburg or Leningrad was written "after my 1994 visit to Russia, hosted by the St. Petersburg, Russian Writer's Union, where I met and learned about some of the artists and writers that have kept the heart of Russia strong throughout the long period of cultural and spiritual suppression that marked the Communist era. St. Petersburg or Leningrad is about that unconquerable city and the poets and artists who make up its beating heart." From her chap book We Stand Naked Here, copyright 1997.

St. Petersburg or Leningrad...

It's not that one is good and one is bad.

You can take the names

And give them back.

It doesn't mend the wall that's cracked.

Nor warm the heart that's tired and sore,

The silent hall,

The empty door.

It doesn't bring the husbands home

Nor cheer the one who's left alone.

It doesn't feed the hungry child.

Nor calm the inner storm, run wild.

You can take the names

And give them back.

It doesn't change one single fact:

A city's heart is buried deep

Inside the people that it keeps.

Babies born into that trust

Have felt those arms hold back the thrust

Of jealous swords and hunger's whip,

Of exile's cold relentless grip.

And despite the pain and anger there,

The heart is true.

There's no despair.

You can take the names and give them back.

It doesn't fix what's gone off track.

You can censor to the outer eye

But you cannot quell the inner cry.

Yu cannot chain a people's heart.

You lose, the instant that you start

To command with force: What Must Be Seen,

What Must Be Thought,

What Must Be Dreamed,,,

When you tell the poets what to say

You cannot know the price you pay.

You can take the names.

You can give them back.

It doesn't stop the final act.

When all the soldiers have been killed,

And the politician's voices stilled.

When the worker does not have the strength

To rise again and walk the length

When one more mile would set him free,

To whom does he turn with his dying plea?

With whom does he trust his secret fire,

His inner pride, his heart's desire?

He lays his dreams on the poet's heart.

And soars to the beat of this "fragile" art.


1. The APAL free poetry workshop every Sunday at Quackenbush's Coffee House, 2120 Guadalupe, beginning at 2 pm. Bring 10 copies of an original poem.

2. Poetry and Jazz, what a concept!! Well done to John Hawk and the Austin Poets at Large who performed at the 10th Annual Austin Jazz and Arts Festival on Saturday, June 13th at Waterloo Park.



as we celebrate one of the most influential novels of the 20th century.

Ulysses, is the epic reconstruction of a single day in Dublin - June 16, 1904.

Place: Fadó Irish Pub Time : 6:00 PM - 8:30 PM

Date : June 16 Emcee: THOM THE WORLD POET

Contact # for Booking 416-7435

Be sure and read up on your Limericks, Rhymes, Poems, & Short

Readings for our open mike reading. All participants will receive an award

of some kind so lets get creative! Afterwards we will have music provided by

Andra Mitrovich at 9:00 PM.

Fadó Irish Pub 214 W. 4th St. 512.457.0172

4. A new series of interviews with poets begins June 14 in The Poetry Kit

Magazine at Check it out.

5. Letter from Howard Frost

"hi Stazja

I keep getting your E-Mails and having a good read.There certainly seems to be plenty going on in your neck of the woods.

I'm gradually getting hooked back in to what my friends stateside are

doing and you're a little busier than us.

Please put my love to all my Austin friends out on your address list if

you have time, I haven't as yet logged everyone's E-Mail address down in

my address book.

I met with Dr Mike Olendzenski from Cape Cod last Thursday in London and caught up a little on what's going on up there in MA and I've spoken to Julian [Wade] in Bristol over the weekend to bring those guys up to date with what we're doing in West Yorks.

It's slow going, but we're getting there

Love Howard"

6. From Brinsley Sheridan in London:

"hi Stazja thanks for your newsletters - they give me an idea of whats going on with you guys. Please pass on congrats to all on the Austin Slam team, especially Karyna and Genevieve. Brinsley Sheridan"

7. From Ross Clark in Brisbane:


just a note to say gidday & thanks, & I've been enjoying the poems in APAL,,,

Anyway, thanks for your kindness in Texas, & (when I get there again) I'll

send you a postcard from our Texas.

Ross Clark (the Blunder from Down Under)"

8. Congrats to Richard, the guy who left the Electric Lounge slam last week $50 richer.

Anyone wanting off the mailing list, please e me.

Have a great week, and don't forget your daddies.

Much love,


Subj: Re: Austin Poets at Large #32

Date: 98-06-15 10:51:33 EDT

From: (Diane Fleming)



You have the wrong email address for me in the Quack's announcement.

This has changed to

The weekend poetry events were ok- Quacks was attended by

Hawk, me, Thom, Chris, and Dave. We read to each other and

then to a few people who straggled in mid-way.

The APAL thing at waterloo went well (did I tell you this

already? I'm senile) - hawk and thom did dueling poetry.

Krysten, me, and Dave read. It seemed to go well.

Hope all is well with you,

DianeSubj: Re: Austin Poets at Large #32

Date: 98-06-15 11:57:35 EDT


To: Stazja

Dear Stazja,

following is a poem for your "Fathers" theme:

Off the Beaten Path by David L. Alvey

My Dad gave me an invaluable legacy;

An appreciation for Life off the beaten path.

Traveling backroads and two-lane blacktops,

I learned the difference between mass appeal and individuality,

Rather than hurtling down the Interstate,

I found that slow and steady can be much more rewarding.

“Look out your window,” Dad would call out over his shoulder,

Pointing out the local wildlife or a breathtaking landscape:

An armadillo poking around in the bar ditch,

A majestic doe, peering out from the cover of the woods,

The difference between a buzzard and a hawk inflight,

Forever opening my eyes to God’s little surprises.

Life off the beaten path is not for everyone,

Sometimes it’s like salmon swimming upstream,

But, for better or worse, I pass this legacy on to my kids,

Though I know it can be a rough path to travel,

I hope one day they’ll look back, as I do, and say,

“Thanks, Dad... for showing me Life off the beaten path.”

© 1998 Aardvark Studios, P.O. Box 542913, Dallas, TX 75354

it is being published this Sunday in the <Richardson News> for their special Fathers' Day section. Feel free to use it for your newsletter if u like.

Also, we have 2 new chapbooks available:

<Aard Labor: Motherhood from a Father's Perspective> by David L. Alvey 32-pg chapbook tracking pregnancy from the <Positive> test result thru labor and delivery.

<Kids Talk> features winning poems by kids 5-to-18 from Aardvark Studios/Parent Talk 1st annual Kids Poetry Contest

Available for $5 ea, plus $1 shipping/handling from:

Aardvark Studios, PO Box 542913, Dallas, TX 75354-2913



Subj: poetry for newsletter

Date: 98-06-15 13:11:08 EDT

From: (Vicky A. Vlach)



I keep promising you poetry for your APAL newsletter -- well, here it is.

I'm sending a few, so you'll have something to choose from.




You brushed by me on your way out

and the wake of your passing

spilled over into my life.

It echoes still in the oddest ways,

like bumping into magic

when I follow an impulse,

The sweet taste of love

so painful

in its absence

and wishing you were here

and not just in the music.

(C) 1998, Vicky A. Vlach


I am holding your hand.

I see it quite clearly,

even in my mind.

I want to see this hand

for years and years

and feel it in mine

when I am happy or sad or

loving or lonely.

I want to feel it on my face

in all those moments

in between.

-- This hand, so securely attached

to your heart.

-- your heart reaching out

in your hand.

I want this hand with me always.

I want this heart in my life.

(c) 1998, Vicky A. Vlach


It's the most amazing thing --

loving you is like air.

I breathe, and you are there.

The wind whispers your touch to my skin

and lifts me soaring on a breeze called you.

Loving you is like air --

I breathe --

and you are there.

(c) 1998, Vicky A. Vlach

Subj: RE: Austin Poets at Large #32

Date: 98-06-15 10:11:57 EDT

From: (Hung Nguyen)

To: ('')

forgot to tell you...tuesday fado seems interesting ...hint.

Subj: Re: Austin Poets at Large #32

Date: 98-06-15 12:24:12 EDT

From: (Mike Henry)


Subj: Re: thankyou...

Date: 98-06-15 17:14:05 EDT

From: Janhouston

To: Stazja


In a message dated 98-06-15 08:54:26 EDT, you write:


here's my first comm cycle with that arcanum cafe house poet i told you about. i'd like to see him on the bridge... >>

dear zan,

:-) does sound like a cool guy, you could dissem to him, yes?


yes. i'll work him, and tag you guys as needed. i started with the closing note in my first note to him:

Loads of admiration,

(now there's an oxymoron, as "admiration is the finest particle"

to quote my favorite philosopher, L.Ron Hubbard)

on his webpage at, he describes himself in his autobio simply as "observer of life, seeker of truth."


I've added you to my newsletter mailing list. section for featured poems will feature "fathers" as a theme next week. send a poem if you have one.


i'm inspired...will try to make the deadline. you might nudge me if you get the chance.




Could Phil and I meet with APAL this Saturday re: Nats?

Needin' help,


Subj: Re: Austin Poets at Large #32

Date: 98-06-17 11:12:34 EDT

From: (Christine Gilbert)





Thanks for the addresses.

Yes, sorry, you're right, April not May.

I can't recall all of them, but May 3 has Albert Huffstickler, Graffiti,

Carolyn Strickland, Vinnie Holmgren, Clebo Rainey, Ken Hunt, the sexy

slam poet in the black dress--Karyna--and maybe another one but I can't

remember. I used about three of Clebo's because he was very energetic

and entertaining. I had to cut it to slightly less than an hour and had

over 2 hours of footage. I cut the British poets Jamuna and Rupert

Hopkins because I'm going to use them in the English show... I had to

cut a few others that we will use later because it was good stuff.

The second show isn't finished yet. So far it has hosts Tim Gibbard and

Larry Jaffee with: Ross Clark, Don Deedon, Howard Frost, Megaha, Mim

Scharlack, Sarah Winn, Larry Jaffee... and about 15 minutes to go and I

don't know who I'll use.