Flying Island

Chicago Weekend by Jennifer Lemming   jazz and blues             and funky, funky news.   Cabrini Green’s ghost   and low down tickets,             notes to tell your lover,             written in another language, so no one can read it but you, and one day             even you will forget the words             but still taste the meaning. Bio: Jennifer Lemming grew up in Elkhart, Ind., and lived in Indianapolis for 15 years before recently moving to Bismarck, N.D.

The Rumor by Jennifer Lemming                  For Ezra Pound and his Cantos He took the murmur and ramblings that he overheard, and with his wistful and precise exclusion left only a trail reduced to the faint wisp of a rose petal on the wind or the bitter, spicy perfume of the chrysanthemum blossom, trying to distract himself from the echoes of the ghosts of gladiators marching in the crowd at the train station. Pound was alone in Rome with the Lovesick Blues, wearing blue suede shoes, walking and waiting along the Tiber River, waiting for his personal Caesar. He paused along the boulevard of not yet broken dreams. Wanting something he may not be able to have, falling back again on his poetry, his lover-words. Already at the end of his long walk the decision stay in Rome where Pound thought to follow the shadow of Caesar until he lost himself in rumor. Bio: Jennifer Lemm...