Monthly Archives: March 2004

Interview with poet Leonard Kress by Ryan Sparks

by Ryan Sparks Franklin Street Noise is proud to present its first interview. Poet Leonard Kress took the time to talk with me about his latest publication, Orphics, the importance of classical knowledge, transcending the status quo in contemporary American poetry, and the tricky path a translator-poet walks. “Myth is timeless and universal. So, speaking [...]

True Believer by Gabriella Herkert

by Gabriella Herkert ‘When you first trudged off to kindergarten,’ her mother began. ‘I failed the bar exam,’ Anne hiccupped, her voice breaking. ‘You don’t understand. I totally messed up.’ ‘When you first trudged off to kindergarten,’ her mother repeated, ‘I was concerned about you academically. Learning new things. Reading, writing.’ ‘Everything I worked for [...]

The Way Home by W.A.Smith

by W.A.Smith Laura was sitting up, looking down at him. The blue sheet was pulled to her waist, her breasts rising with her breath. “Good morning, Sweet.”

Franklin Street Noise: Orpheus on the Bricks by Ryan Sparks

by Ryan Sparks We were in the Pufferbelly Ltd. restaurant, a converted railroad depot that sat between the rotting train tracks and Franklin’s bricks. The Great Ernesto and I had been invited by Bailey to share a dinner with the visiting poet, Leonard Kress. We’d arrived early to find one of the rare parking spots [...]

They Fly and They Float by Susan Jane

by Susan Jane ‘God, that’s so bizarre, Rachel. She’s talking to air.’ Amy turned to her friend and, as she often did, spoke with a slim cigarette bobbing between her lips. The sun that had baked the playground all afternoon was receding, and the two women were sitting on the smooth lip of the park’s [...]

Meditation on the Merry-go-round by W.A. Smith

by W.A. Smith At first I figured we all arrive with our innocence enclosed, or attached like a novitiate’s insignia. Then (I guessed) we mislay it somehow or cast it off during the flight to knowledge and adulthood and all those rich discoveries life has concealed deep in our pockets. I considered that one of [...]