Tag Archives: JR Walsh
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentMarch 21, 2022 by The Citron Review
German philosopher and critical theorist Theodor W. Adorno wrote: “To write poetry after Auschwitz is barbaric.” It’s oft-quoted, misquoted, embraced, …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentDecember 22, 2021 by The Citron Review
Today I’m going to a house between 10am and 4pm to pick up a bottle of award-winning marinade. It …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentSeptember 23, 2021 by The Citron Review
Out here in our beloved Western city, it was a hard year to grow anything. Our apartment’s patio was hopeful …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentJune 20, 2021 by The Citron Review
Where do inspiration and organization meet? Are they at war? Or is it more of a cooperative struggle resulting in …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentMarch 21, 2021 by The Citron Review
Spring means baseball. I believe it’s a poetic game. The green expanse, the dust clouds, the quiet waiting for the …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentDecember 20, 2020 by The Citron Review
Crack the classroom windows, even though the air is freezing. Prop the door to get that science-approved cross ventilation. Gasp …
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Q & A with Jules Archer by JR Walsh
1December 10, 2020 by The Citron Review
Little FeastsJules Archer(Thirty West, 2020) Jules Archer’s Little Feasts is one of my favorite books this year and in a …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentSeptember 23, 2020 by The Citron Review
Sometimes we blow the bubble. It has to be big enough to hold us in. To keep the unwanted realities …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentJune 21, 2020 by The Citron Review
He was given a chance, but he just wouldn’t. In an interview the other day, the Vice President of the …
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Notes on the Micros
Leave a commentMarch 19, 2020 by The Citron Review
Everything’s too big. If the number is written down, the writer stops writing, starts crying. Again. The deaths multiply in …
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