Four Square and The Cincinnati Review 10.2
I’ve been stepping away from my full-vegan press and adding a few foods like fish and chicken and cheese. Part of this is simply laziness since I find it easier to prepare these foods. Part of it is I am ramping up my training since I have three races in November and I feel more satisfied when I eat more than simply fruit and veg. So here’s a little plate I’ll call “Four Square” for its simplicity. Roasted potatoes, corn, tomatoes, and wild Alaskan salmon. This meal screams summer to me and it is satisfying and yum.
I am very happy to be reading The Cincinnati Review today. I’m from Cincinnati, and though I don’t really know many folks over at the UC writing program, I still have a soft spot in my heart for the City of Seven Hills. So I’m looking forward to digging in.
Before I do, just a note about the “The.” So, here we get a big fat prominent “The” on the cover of the magazine. But it’s missing from the website URL, the Facebook name, and the Twitter handle. I mention this only because I was very specific that there is no “The” in Superstition Review, so when I see past contributors add “The” as part of our title I die for about five seconds and then I move on to other disappointments.
Perhaps my sticklerism comes because my first two poetry publications were in The Iowa Review and Indiana Review. I still remember the admonitions from both editors to keep it straight. So now I’m interested about that choice, either way, and the level of attention contributors pay to it. I always think of adding some language about it in our acceptance but then maybe people would think I’m inflexible. Ha!
On to the TOC. Holy poets batman! Okay we get 6 stories, 3 essays, and 40 poets. That’s a lot of work! I publish 10 artists, 10 stories, 10 essays, 10 interviews, and 20 poets and it’s so much to curate! Reading, voting, agreeing, accepting, declining, gathering, building, proofing, etc. Poets are not an easy bunch to wrangle. So good on you, The Cincinnati Review, for all your great work here.
I loved “Animals Invaluable to Epidemiologists for Tracking the Spread of Disease Will Appear to Us as Angels” by Daneen Bergland, especially the line, “If you’ve never been full of eggs, you wouldn’t understand.” Also, the Colleen Abel, “Caryatid,” “Nothing in the pumice but ghost.” I published her in the spring in Superstition Review.
I really enjoyed it, The Cincinnati Review. Keep up the great work!
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