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All good reading is re-reading. --something I used to say to my freshman composition classes when I was an adjunct with CUNY at several colleges I am preparing a return to a nearly long delayed re-read of Sterne's Tristram Shandy. That is my current narrative prose fiction. I am also planning a return trek through … Continue reading Notes on Reading
Without coffee, my morning is terrible, has become my cliche. To believe her bridge too classical, she insisted I should know . . . What was it that I should know about her, through her, not her, She becomes me in my mind–– I should look at the pictures painted on Greek … Continue reading A Journal Note [poem]
“Sin and love and fear are just sounds that people who have never sinned nor loved nor feared have for what they never had and cannot have until they forget the words” Addie Bundren, As I Lay Dying, William Faulkner 1: A Space to Fill a Lack More to be, what I repeat is … Continue reading Theme in Variegation [3 poems]
I dream a dream where in the dream I have dreamed you are dreaming of having put away a dream for a rainy day, another time when Death might visit. I recall having reminded you that you had remembered having been told by someone I had never met that rain in a dream is a purgation image. It … Continue reading In the Name of the Dreamer
I look for you in my dreams, she says (he imagines). When aware, I walk in them alone, unaware . . . I persist in trying to reach out to touch you . . . all around me silhouettes moving about. I want no more than to find you waiting for me in my … Continue reading I LOOK FOR YOU IN MY DREAMS
Prefatory Remarks 'A' and 'the' are more than determiners, what we in English call the indefinite and definite articles . . . both of them are morphemes, smaller units of meaning as would be the -ly suffix in English, a derivational morpheme changing, for instance, the adjective 'true' to the adverb, 'truly.' An inquiry is … Continue reading A Representation of the Human
PUBLISHING AND CONTRIBUTING EDITOR, JAY V. RUVOLO https://issuu.com/thefallingleafreview/docs/the_falling_leaf_review__summer_201
What is Land's End? What does it signify, say, symbolize, mean? Land's End is not only the end of land at the edge of the sea, but the edge of everything we stand on. And we do stand on the edge, at the brink, the cup always over full, spilling over itself, of course, a … Continue reading Land’s End, by Jay Ruvolo
The Summer 2018 issue of The Falling Leaf Review is out. It is published on ISSUU.COM at issuu.com/thefallingleafreview. Poetry, Fiction and Photography, all by Jay Ruvolo. Jay Ruvolo is also the Publishing Editor.
The summer 2018 issue of The Falling Leaf Review has been published. It is available to read on line at http://issuu.com/thefallingleafreview. Soon, The Falling Leaf Review will be available for sale on ISSUU.COM.
Frank Anthony Monterose Jr. ("J.R." is simply a corruption of the Junior) is a native of Detroit, where he was born in 1927. He is not, however, a Detroiter by any other token than the accident of birth, for before he was old enough to talk, let alone blow a horn, he was transplanted by … Continue reading J.R. Monterose
"You know that I have always considered that literature and the arts pursue an aim independent of morality. Beauty of conception and style is enough for me. But this book, whose title (Fleurs du mal) says everything, is clad, as you will see, in a cold and sinister beauty. It was created with rage and … Continue reading Baudelaire On The Flowers of Evil
Words, English words, are full of echoes, of memories, of associations—naturally. They have been out and about, on people’s lips, in their houses, in the streets, in the fields, for so many centuries. And that is one of the chief difficulties in writing them today—that they are so stored with meanings, with memories, that they … Continue reading Woolf and Craftsmanship
[S]ummon all your courage, exert all your vigilance, invoke all the gifts that Nature has been induced to bestow. Then let your rhythmical sense wind itself in and out among men and women, omnibuses, sparrows—whatever come along the street—until it has strung them together in one harmonious whole. That perhaps is [the writer’s] task—to find … Continue reading Flaneuse Oblique; Va. Woolf and Advice to a Young Poet
The Falling Leaf Review, published on ISSUU.COM/thefallingleafreview has shifted its publication schedule. It is currently a Semi-annual published each Solstice. Look for it in the upcoming week. It is still a literary review with fiction, essays, poetry, commentary, photos and art. Publishing and Contributing Editor, Jay V. Ruvolo.
Why would any critic worth his intelligence, his aptitude, his acumen, want to belong to a school of criticism that would have him as one of its shining star members? How you receive personal criticism from another, let us say, a friend, or a colleague, perhaps a supervisor--this latter one you must always be wary … Continue reading Cultural Cholesterol [short fiction]
Paperback Book Details ISBN 9781939739889 90 pages $14.00 Poetry. Land's End is not only the end of land at the edge of the sea, but the brink of everything we stand on. It is a precipice, an opening of the abyss; it is everything primordial in living, thinking, remembering. Land's End is a first book … Continue reading LAND’S END, POEMS, by Jay Ruvolo
Septem, Octo, Novem, Decem. Seven, Eight, Nine, Ten in Latin. The last three letters forming the final syllable of all month names is -ber. Yes, Septem ber, Octo ber, Novem ber, Decem ber. Yes, October is consistent with September, November and December. So, there! All you Octemberists can stop it now.
Prefatory Remarks I'm with Virginia Woolf, she said. I have sometimes wished I could have met her, could;d have talked with her, could have read her manuscripts, as manuscripts, which I often find as exciting or sometimes even more exciting to read . . . to hold . . . to handle take from … Continue reading Feminology 101 [a Short Story]
What would it mean or could it mean, if I were to present this text as an excerpt taken from among papers found in a briefcase without identification, without any evidence by which we could ascribe authorship--thus the writer would remain unknown, except to those who insist they can tell gender by diction, by syntax, by … Continue reading Cross Dressing Genre [Short Fiction]
From the papers found on the desk of Thomas Sarebbononato by his nephew a week or more after the former's funeral during a summer when a lot of rain fell. [a fragment] The past is not past--should this be interrogative or declarative? Yet, by now or by then? Up until what? No! Moreover--of course! As a further … Continue reading Dark Box, Dark Room [short fiction]