Spring 2017

Letter from the Editor

 

You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
— Pablo Neruda 

When I was younger I thought that spring was a silly season.

I thought spring was just a way to get to summer, and most importantly, I thought that both seasons were just a way to get to the romance of fall.

With age I have learned that spring is riskier for the heart than fall. In fall we harvest what has been tended to, what has defied the odds. In spring we plant where there is nothing and fall in love with possibility.

The contributors in this issue bring us their stories with great tenderness after what seemed to be the longest winter. Despite all the flowers that were cut, these writers remind us of the truth of spring: after winter losses there will be beauty again.

On behalf of the editors at The Citron Review, we hope you enjoy this issue as much as we do.

Warmly,
Angela M. Brommel
Editor-in-Chief
The Citron Review

 

Table of Contents

 

Eric Steineger Notes on the Poetry Selections
Sergio Ortiz
On My Bed Thinking About You Poetry
Maria Terrone
Enough Poetry
Jennifer van Alstyne
Sitting On An Antique Sofa In Weston, Massachusetts On A Summer’s Evening Poetry
Bruce Isaacson
In Havana Poetry
Zach Jacobs Notes on the Creative Nonfiction Selections
Laurie Ember
Salt Creative Nonfiction
Pavle Radonic
Wasted Kiss Creative Nonfiction
Gail Tyson
Timepiece Creative Nonfiction
Elizabeth
De Arcos
Notes on the Fiction Selections
Kelley Lindberg A Canyon’s Secret Flash Fiction
Kathryn McMahon It Would Not Have Our Bones Flash Fiction
Siobhan Welch The Sky Was Electric Blue Flash Fiction
Siobhan Welch Kendrick Court, July 1983 Flash Fiction
Rob Hill
Victory Flash Fiction
Rob Hill Dead Matches Flash Fiction
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Fall 2019 IssueSeptember 23rd, 2019
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Robert Carr’s “Anchor” is what happens when the tangible aspects of heritage are missing. The speaker is left holding a telephone cord and the remnants of his mother’s voice getting further away. A concise stack of images begin the poem, taking us back to a time when the simplicity of toys meant family. In Carr’s hands, the poem is rooted and rootless at the same time, and now I reflect on the rotary phone, heirlooms from old houses, and my people. -Eric Steineger Managing Editor/Senior #amreading #TheCitronReview #Spring2019Issue #10thanniversary #cheersto10years https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/anchor/
The Center, if it holds, requires the Hole, as if the Spiral were pressed in a vinyl disk. Set the heart of Nothing on the spindle and start the record round; "Record" by James B. Nicola #TheCitronReview #Spring2019 #amreading https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/record/
Marriage! That blessed arrangement! https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/white-wedding/ #amreading #microfiction #weddingstories
Now in our Spring Issue, Helen Chambers invites us to read now of forever hold our peace. https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/spring-wedding/ #amreading #microfiction #weddingstories
Knitters of the world, unite! "Turtles" is a needle-gripping flash from @kaelyhorton . March with us toward passionate prose. (Stitching now our handmade Spring 2019 Issue.) https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/turtles/ #amreading #flashfiction
Tornado of Flash Fiction Warning! https://citronreview.com/2019/03/20/outside-of-oklahoma/ #amreading #Spring2019 #TheCitronReview #cheerstotenyears

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