2008 Autumn Equinox/Winter Solstice Issue
Soul Collages ~ Kathy Fitzpatrick
Poem~ Jon Neiss
The Endangered Brain ~ Dr. Kaye Kilburn
Wildflower Stew ~ Rebecca Swan
Vagabonds in Conflict~ Lucinda Hodges
Ever Wonder Why You're So Different?~ Kate Goldfield
My Non Toxic Wedding~ Jennifer D’Alvarez
Daniel Hanson ~Lucinda
Chick Pea Curry~ Rachel Rogel
Fruit/Citrus Roasted Veggies ~ L. Hodges
Kathy's Raw Food Holiday Recipes
Roasted White Beans with Miso ~ L Hodges
Interview with Joyce Le Fleur on the Light Brown Apple Moth~ Kathy Fitzpatrick
The Great Escape~ Henry Thomas
Passing's
1983 ~ 2008
Dear Pariah Readers, Dan is my step son. He died on August 4th, 2008, along with his 20 year old cousin Kent Fisher. They were killed by an alleged drunk driver on their way home from a summer barbecue. He was a great guy, who loved being out in the wilds of Montana to pick huckleberries and soak in the local hot springs. If you would like to visit his memoriam website huckleberry dan please do. Dan prevailed over many adversities in his short life including surviving the Alberton, Montana toxic train derailment.
Godspeed Dan. You are much loved and greatly missed by all who know you.
Lucinda Hodges
~For Dan, from Montana Poet Mark Gibbons~
the good, the bad & the beautiful
let's be brutally honest;
the only real truth
is death. it is
the only thing
we can count on,
the only thing we know
(& can't know)
for certain. it is
the defining moment for all of us.
until our untimely exit,
this is it--
make the most of now.
when it's time,
we leave
our scorecards
behind. those left
will rate & file them
with the rest, keep digging
inside, searching for
molecular solutions,
the gauzy soul,
or climbing on rooftops
to find some proof
of Galilieo in the stars.
we are stars of wonder,
stars of light,
stars exploding in the the night.
death takes the living
down a notch, reminds us
we are cosmic dust, all
made of the same stuff,
traveling the same highway,
driving into that dark
we cannot know
until it becomes
our time to go.
most of us don't want to die,
but the truth is:
we're always ready.
By Mark Gibbons
long time family friend of the Hanson's
More about Mark Gibbons Alberton's unofficial poet laureate...
Photo by Kurt Wilson
A common poet
Click here to hear Mark Gibbons read his poems.
Biography -- Mark Gibbons grew up in Alberton, a small Milwaukee Railroad town in western Montana, where he learned that money comes from physical labor. He married his high school sweetheart and began a long (and sometimes strained) association with the University of Montana. Some 25 years later he's still married, has three degrees, and boasts a work resume that most "western stickers" know all too well, from laborer to high school teacher, dishwasher to truck driver. He started writing in high school after encountering James Welch in an Arts Council residency. In 1981, Gibbons took a ream of his poetry (influenced by a decade of reading the beat and hippie poets) to Richard Hugo. Hugo's response: "there's only one problem. It's not poetry." Shaken but not broken, Gibbons kept writing "unpoetry." Years later, while teaching in Augusta, he befriended Paul Zarzyski, poet and former Hugo student. The music in Zarzyski's poetry awakened Gibbons (to what Hugo must have found lacking in those harsh "beat" poems.) He remembered childhood evenings when his father read Robert Service aloud in the living room before bed. It inspired him to begin again. His first chapbook of poems, Something Inside Us, was published in 1995, and a second Circling Home, in 1999. His first book length collection of poems, Connemara Moonshine, was published in 2002. Mark Gibbons lives in Missoula with his wife and two sons. He teaches poetry for the Missoula Writing Collaborative, Very Special Arts Montana, and the Montana Arts Council. He also drives truck and moves furniture (for money) because he still can.
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