Stellar Showcase Journal
 
ISSN 1911-1827 

2006

Fall Issue
 

 

Contents

 

HOMEPAGE

Editor
Welcome to the Fall Edition
   
Stellar Showcase Journal
News

Federation of Poets
Tracy Repchuk, Pres.

      
ON Poetry Society
Oshawa Branch Mgr
 

Call for Submissions
Stellar Showcase Journal

  
Poetry
    Short Stories
    Articles

International Fame Radio
    Poetry Show


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Articles
*Getting Your Poetry Out
   There - J. Graham Ducker
*Listen To The Music -
        Marjorie Ludlow Green
*Thoughts on Writing -     Carolyn Manning
*Start Your Own Local
  Poetry Group Stella Ducker
*Writing, Talent or Market-
   ing? Fiona Jean McKay

Short Stories
Blue Moon  -
   Rachelle Arlin Credo
Colourful Thoughts -
   J. Graham Ducker
Lucy  - Stella Ducker

Poets
Anthony Watkins
Cendrine Marrouat
Charles Frederickson
Christina Ann Amie
David Laffler
David Trame
E. W. Richardson,
Howard Camner
Jay. C. Hershberg
Jennifer Baker
Jim Greenwald
Keith W. Saunders
Sandre Clays
Sandy Hiss
Toni Calvello
Tracy Lynn Repchuk
Vicki Samson



Publisher
Hidden Brook Press

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Canada Cuba Literary Alliance

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Sandré Clays Poet, Lancashire, UK

Sandré has been writing poetry over 10 years and shares two collections Wigan Journey and Rhapsody in Two with her husband John.  Widely published, she also performs her poems at venues in Liverpool, Manchester, Wigan and Bolton UK. 

© Sandré Clays

The Agent

 

You were the image doctor,
master of rock chick chic;
your mission to create an icon
while I, a reluctant patient, sulked and fretted when
you prescribed an end to my favourite frills,
replacing them with fur
and leather.
You had my auburn curls sheared into a blond bob
I thought severe,
booked me in for breast enhancement, liposuction
and a personal trainer.
 

I pretended to reject your prescription,
pouted when you tore a strip off me,
but you flayed away my antipathy
broke me down
layer by layer,
then built me up again, touch by touch
kiss by kiss.
 

The offers came and I flew blissful into the limelight;
remembering this now
with the dubious luxury of hindsight,
how it would end,
how
in my becoming,
you went.

 

© Sandré Clays

 


 

 
 
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