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2016 Pushcart Prize Nominations Announced

The editors of Cider Press Review are delighted to be able to announce our nominations for the 2016 Pushcart Prize:

North Window” by Carlie Hoffman (Vol. 18, Issue 2)
Luminescence” by Amorak Huey (Vol. 18, Issue 1)
To Wanderlust” by Allison Joseph (Vol. 18, Issue 1)
Concrete Noun, Abstract Noun, Emotion, Memory” by Devon Miller-Duggan (Vol. 18, Issue 2)
After Bobby Jindal Posed as White in his Portrait” by Steven Sanchez (Vol. 18, Issue 2)
A Man Tells You What is Good” by Mary Stone (Vol. 18, Issue 3)

Congratulations to our authors for their fine work.

Volume 18, Issue 1 is Now Online

CPR Volume 18, Issue 1Cider Press Review, Volume 18, Issue 1, is now online. Enjoy new poems by Maria Sanz (translated by Lola Hidalgo-Calle and Mark Putnam), Tim Cresswell, M.K. Foster, Colin Schmidt, Yehoshua November, LeRoy Sorensen, Yuko Taniguchi, Ben Debus, Mary Moore, Elijah Burrell, Charles Harper Webb, Amorak Huey, Allison Joseph, Cassandra Cleghorn, Jennifer Highland, Danielle Mitchell, Michael Hurley, Judy Kronenefeld, Amanda Doster, Laurie Klein, Daryl Jones, T.J. Sandella, Janet Hagelgans, Doug Ramspeck, Jennifer Bullis, Tina Richardson, Lynn Schmeidler. With reviews of Ada Limon and Kristina Marie Darling by Dave Seter and Donna Vorreyer.

by Amorak Huey

They’re converting chicken excrement into energy,
all that phosphorous, light-bearer, giver of life—
one percent of all our body weight, no wonder
you shimmer when the air touches your flesh.
You sleep for a dozen days, a dozen more,
wake in my arms under winter’s morning star.
In Hamburg, Germany, in 1699, an alchemist
turned evaporated piss into this cold fire
while looking for the philosopher’s stone:
all our achievements born in the body, inspired
by the same hunger to turn lead to gold.
This is the great work. This has been going on
since God told Adam about the stone
but would not let him touch it, the story goes,
and no legend has ever made more sense
as an explanation of the human condition.
Each element some blend of hot, cold,
wet, dry. Rearrange the balance
and everything changes. Something new
is born. Maybe even gold. We need time, desire,
an understanding of how one shape
attaches to the next. Too much of anything
kills what it touches, creates water where no fish swim,
surface abloom above all that darkness.
How have we ended up here? One accident
after another, that’s how. Imagine
striking that first match—
the scratch, the hiss, the sudden flame
you hoped for. I have never felt so lonely.

Published in Cider Press Review, Volume 18, Issue 1.

Amorak HueyAmorak Huey is author of the poetry collection Ha Ha Ha Thump (Sundress Publications, 2015) and the chapbook The Insomniac Circus (Hyacinth Girl Press, 2014). A former newspaper editor and reporter, he teaches writing at Grand Valley State University in Michigan. His poems appear in The Best American Poetry 2012, The Southern Review, Poet Lore, Hayden’s Ferry Review, The Collagist, Quarterly West, and many other print and online journals. Follow him on Twitter: @amorak.

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