1. Oracle Janet I. Buck Janet I. Buck. In Drag By day I m who I m not. By night the petals spread. Thescratch is one that didn t fade. Copyright Janet I. Buck. http://www.geocities.com/Paris/LeftBank/5673/buck.html

Janet I. Buck In Drag By day I'm who I'm not. By night the petals spread. Eyes like coffee beans I grind but want to swallow whole. It's gettin' near the time to iron dresses in the dark. Play the rose and let you see beneath the mask. Our moments pulled like tissue from a kleenex box that cannot be returned. Time to cross the swinging bridge of gender wraps. Their threads like ropes of licorice that snap before we stretch them out. Thighs that match in surface talk. But not in who we have become. Bumble bees we tease and trap until we've spent the pennies of our guarded hearts and chased the witches off. The final act is tears of joy. Like caulking guns that fill the cracks of broken dreams. And knowing in the end I'm only playing me. The Surgery for Uschi Coming to in hours split like fences with their nails raw. The clots of blood they left behind like jelly no one wanted on their nervous hands. Skin like toast they turned to hide the crusts of pain. The sighs in curtains of their eyes that read: "The slug of death was here and left a trail like tire tracks upon her naked flesh." Coming to and crawling out. Arms in ditches by the rails. The shots she welcomed like the rain that follows deserts baking in the scorching sun. Her brothers brought a case of beer. Played with buttons on their shirts. Hawaiian prints like traitors to the dark they tried to ride and surf beyond. Stale sheets like wedding trains that eager feet were stepping on. Rapunzel in a tower made of bars with sewer pipes and razor blades. Her honey tresses clipped like grass. Soaking wet with shaking off the places she had been. Like cats that children corner in the night and try to dress. The scratch is one that didn't fade.

2. Poetry Magazine Janet I. Buck Janet I. Buck. USA JBuck22874@aol.com. Janet Buck teaches writingand literature at the college level. Her poetry and poetics http://www.poetrymagazine.com/archives/2000/Jan2000/buck.htm

Janet I. Buck USA JBuck22874@aol.com Janet Buck teaches writing and literature at the college level. Her poetry and poetics have appeared in The Melic Review, The Pittsburgh Quarterly, Kimera, 2River View, Tintern Abbey, Southern Ocean Review, Niederngasse, Lynx: Poetry from Bath, The Horsethief's Journal, salon D'Art, and hundreds of journals world-wide. In 1998 and 1999, she has won numerous creative writing awards and has been a featured poet for Seeker Magazine, Poetry Today Online, Vortex, Conspire, Poetry Cafe, Dead Letters, the storyteller, Poetry Heaven, Athens City Times, Poetik License, 3:00 AM e-zine, Poetry Super Highway, and Carved in Sand. Janet's first E-Book, entitled Reefs We Live , is now available at Word Wrangler Publishing: http://www.wordwrangler.com On December 1st, Newton's Baby Press released her first print collection entitled Calamity's Quilt : http://www.newtonsbaby.com/calamity.html. She is one of ten poets to be featured at the "One Heart, One World" Exhibit at the United Nations Exhibit Hall in New York City in April, 2000. Her poem "Acrylic Thighs" will be translated into five languages and paired with original artwork. The tour will travel to France, Australia, Vietnam and Japan. The Reticent Turtle That chases the dove. We push the edge succumb perhaps. Wild geese in flocks of windy need eager to test the color of two. A step ahead of gypsy velvet time and men will hull and crush like peanut shells in circus tents. The first love fence is fun to climb. Risk stands up to stab the dance the maybe silk of wedding bands. Disappointed calluses have not yet bloomed like croutons suspended above the steam in bowls of wishful chicken soup. The tough of the crust still delicate dart boards waiting in a bar for arrows to align themselves. It will get roughed. It will get missed. But turtles tucked in reticence will never taste that flawless kiss.

3. Verse Libre - Janet I. Buck Janet I. Buck The Widow Quiet Cooks. THE WIDOW I stood against the banisteron silk pajamas of a desert chosen long ago. Janet I. Buck. http://vlqpoetry.com/v1e2/buck.html

Janet I. Buck The Widow Quiet Cooks THE WIDOW I stood against the banister on nights you drank watched you down one gin n' tonic, then another, wander through the living room, sit lightly on the patio, cross your legs like women in a sultry portrait drinking in the city view. Your husband dead, you were cards of solitaire every stack of every man would want for slipping in his perfect hand. Why would you choose a zip code of such loneliness an empty bed, a single setting at the table, nightgown no one ever lifted searching for the dawn inside. Then I'd ask. And you would speak. "Such solitude is limbering. Reminding me of sonnets that my arms once held. Once you've had a Faberge, you can't go back to chicken coops. Once you've had a butterfly, your closet

4. Janet I. Buck (author) On AuthorsDen Discover and contact Janet I. Buck on AuthorsDen. Birth Place. Medford,OR USA. Accomplishments. Janet Buck is a sixtime Pushcart Nominee. http://www.authorsden.com/janetibuck

Search AuthorsDen: Login Click here to join AuthorsDen Authors Books ... Home Janet I. Buck Just Released - 5 Degrees to Separation by Janet Caldwell Limited signed copies now available! Janet I. Buck biography books articles poetry ... contact author Janet I. Buck, click here to update your web pages on AuthorsDen.com. Readers! Click here to Join Free! Stay connected to your favorite Authors. Discounts Track Authors My Reviews My Bookshelf My Messages My Profile My Preferences Forums Puddles by Lynn Barry "Life is a soap opera!"... "Puddles" is about a woman who watches soap operas and discovers that her life seems to resemble one, too...and a dark one at that! Is.. Share with a friend Add To My Library Janet I. Buck " Award-winning poet and essayist with four books that will call up tears and tickle your funny bone..." Click here! to sponsor Janet I. Buck on AuthorsDen! Background Information While Buck has taught writing and literature at the college level for 15 years, she believes that art must leave the classroom and land in the lap of the real world. What distinguishes her poetry and humor is the double-gavel of laughter and acidic honesty. "Writing," she says, "is a tuba in a long parade that chases pain and sorrow to their dissolution." Birth Place Medford, OR USA

5. A Time To Kill By Janet I Buck Janet I Buck. Janet Buck teaches writing and literature at college level.Her poetry, humour wells. Copyright 1999 © Janet I Buck. This web http://www.domicilium.com/homepages/chris/poetry/buck.html

Janet I Buck Janet Buck teaches writing and literature at college level. Her poetry, humour and essays have appeared in numerous print journals, The Pittsburgh Quarterly, The Meltic Review and Southern Ocean Review being just a few. "On the page," she says," is where the letter drops to its knees.Cartharis, consciousness, and insight are braided threads of a trinity, a broomstick which encourages others to swat convoluted cobwebs in the attics of their own lives. Writing is a private scream with a universal echo that emerges from humble accordions of inner need." Lampshades Lampshades of a liquor store that mellow broken, burning bulbs with lights we've tried but can't reverse by exercising tenderness. A little boy you left for drugs is rolling ditches of your life. Drinking the venom that poisoned you, smoking the pot that took you for an evil spin and never let you leave again. If a conscience lives below defeat

6. Poem By Janet I. Buck Janet I. Buck Strips of Lace Clinging frost in strips of lace along the road. Penciledpearls in doily shapes. It didn’t seem that dangerous until we spun. http://www.shampoopoetry.com/ShampooThree/buck.html

Janet I. Buck Strips of Lace Clinging frost in strips of lace along the road. Penciled pearls in doily shapes. It didn’t seem that dangerous until we spun. Jugglers of smug hyperbole, too sure of our significance. Heart pound swells, a cantaloupe in closing throat. Body creme in coffee dirt, blending with potential death. Our breaths just foggy window time Black ice beneath slick satin pumps. return to SHAMPOO 3

7. Poem By Janet I. Buck Janet I. Buck Rooms of Symbols It’s time to cut a tree, trim itsless appealing side, shake off all the broken blades, stand it http://www.shampoopoetry.com/ShampooFour/buck.html

Janet I. Buck Rooms of Symbols It’s time to cut a tree, trim its less appealing side, shake off all the broken blades, stand it in the living room, even though it wants to lean. Lay the bulbs on branches seeming staunch enough to weather weight of memory. Ornaments of dusty glitter clamoring to build a sunrise of the cold. Autumn mulch is shrinking under layers of frost, the earth a pool of sludge and whiskey sitting in a dirty glass. I count on you, your paper doves with gilded wings and jade but still unjaded eggs— like recipes for cookie dough to decorate the lingering. I count on you as pendulums to find the rhythm of the dance. To sense the good that still remains between the sour slats and rinds. Somewhere else, in Israel, a fire breaks, according to the headline news. 20,000 homeless stand in soup lines waiting for scraps of rice and brothy breaths of volunteers to kiss them on mosaic cheeks streaming with their soot and tears. 20,000 homeless stand in hope of nails and miracles— to build them temporary shacks while I am cutting Christmas fudge.

8. The Poetry Of Janet I. Buck Poetry that deals with her amputation and disabilites, love, life, death, happiness and divorce. http://www.janetbuck.com

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Janet Buck has a Ph.D. in English and teaches writing and literature at the college level. Her poetry, poetics, and fiction have appeared in hundreds of journals world-wide. She has won numerous creative writing awards and been a featured poet for many magazines and e-zines. Two of Buck’s poems have been nominated for this year’s Pushcart Prize in Poetry and she is a recent recipient of The H.G. Wells Award for Literary Excellence. In December 1999, Newton’s Baby Press released her first print collection of poetry entitled Calamity’s Quilt . Janet is one of ten poets to be featured at the “One Heart, One World” Exhibit at the United Nations Exhibit Hall in New York City in April, 2000. Her poem “Acrylic Thighs” will be translated into five languages and paired with original artwork. The tour will travel to France, Australia, Vietnam, Brazil, and Japan. Janet’s first e-book of poetry, entitled Reefs We Live, is now available at Word Wrangler Publishing . In April 2000, Word Wrangler will release Buck’s first e-book of humor entitled Desideratum’s Doggie Dish. It contains what critics have called a “biting, hilarious, and original look at the roles of men and women, the foibles of bureaucracy, and the hubris of academia.” Poems Janet has published in The Fit Medium: Griddle Opportunity The Litter Box Salami Stumps

10. Midnight Mind - Janet Buck janet buck ( Medford, OR) PROFILE. janet buck is a threetime Pushcart Nominee and the author of four collections of poetry. http://www.midnightmind.com/profiles/buckprofile.htm

JANET BUCK (Medford, OR) PROFILE Janet Buck is a three-time Pushcart Nominee and the author of four collections of poetry. Her work has recently appeared in Three Candles, Red River, Pierian Springs, Stirring, PoetryBay, Offcourse, The American Muse , and hundreds of journals world-wide. In 2002-2003 Buck's poetry is scheduled to appear in Zuzu's Petals Quarterly, Mississippi Review, Artemis, The Montserrat Review, Recursive Angel, The Foliate Oak, Southern Ocean Review, The Pedestal Magazine, Coelacanth, Cordite, CrossConnect, and The Oklahoma Review MIDNIGHT MIND RELATED LINKS Midnight Mind Number Five OTHER LINKS www.JanetBuck.com CONTACT INFORMATION Janet Buck c/o Midnight Mind PO Box 1131, New York, NY 10003 email: info@MidnightMind.com

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12. Beckoned Rave Reviews janet buck continues to remind us that wholeness is not possiblelest we embrace the brokenness by which we are surrounded. by janet I. buck. http://members.aol.com/jbuck22874/beckoned.html

Janet's new print collection of poetry, Beckoned By The Reckoning , is now available courtesy of PoetWorks Press. It features 90 new poems and a professionally recorded audio CD of the author reading her work. The book is $16.95, plus shipping; the book and the CD sell together for $24.95, plus shipping; and the CD alone is $8.95, plus shipping. Topical choices include: our recent wars, small town life, death, coping with disability, and love lost and found. Critics are calling it Buck's best work yet. PoetWorks Press makes buying easy and fast through PayPal or a printable order form, if you prefer to use regular mail. Simply click on the following link and scroll down to the bottom of the page to place your order: PoetWorks Press Rave Reviews: "Janet Buck continues to remind us that wholeness is not possible lest we embrace the brokenness by which we are surrounded. She is a witness in the grandest sense of the word! I heartily recommend Beckoned By The Reckoning John Amen, author of Christening the Dancer "Janet Buck's newest book

13. Identity Theory | La Vie Poeme - The Orphan By Janet Buck Links Hot Links janet I. buck, janet's Latest Interview, Desideratum's Doggie Dish, Author's Den Amp.orgFeatures janet I. buck, Poetry Magazine.ComOctober-janet buck, The Part http://www.identitytheory.com/poetry/buck1.html

visual culture shoeless sports bar dust jacket syndrome home/body ... (back page The Orphan by Janet I. Buck Mother, you are my dream scroll drifting in the tight neck of a bottle floating a sea frozen by death. Its vault a box I cannot open with a single pair of hands. My hair frizzed by sedatives of words when I needed you to comb its beaches with unchipped shells of fingertips now buried beyond a memory's reach. Father is kind, so generous at wallet time, a Noah's Ark when storms of knives threaten motion's apple core. He sponsors conferences of strength, mugging rapists of my fate. I tap him, questioning the unsaid and the sacred, but the keg is dry. My arms are tired and muscles lean toward atrophy. The wait, a noose on creaking scaffolds of the years. tumor brewing underneath the stitches of a tragedy. I wonder what my stanzas mean. Hang them in a closet's darkness, hoping wrinkles shake out creases ironed in.

14. Porkopolis - Best Loved Poems: Janet Buck janet buck. The Three Big Pigs. buck, janet, US poet. A threetimePushcart Nominee and the author of four collections of poetry. http://www.geocities.com/TheTropics/Shores/7484/lib/poetry/buck.htm

MAIN SEARCH LIBRARY QUOTATIONS ... LITTERMATES Janet Buck The Three Big Pigs With money's vain and silly reach, they bought a brand new Suburban, parked it neatly in an urban nest, killed the weeds, barked the lawn, and went shopping for emus and pot-belly pigs. "They're trainable and couth expressions of bourgeoisie," said bibles of their country club. Now, Mother Nature intervened. You pack three unschooled pigs in the back seat, stop for lunch to fill up the hump, pat their heads, and lock the car then you learn. As a common crow does in the middle of an eagle's hungry path. Swoop, swat, gulp nothing but feathers left in a pillowcase of threadbare clouds. Idiot number one put pig number one on a leash and thought it would hold rather the same as tying down a cyclone with a rope of pearls. The pigs weren't grown, but they knew their mud and obedience class was a children's book with milkshake madness in its lap. While the second pig slept, the third was dreaming up his exit plan a freedom burst through a nose of glass the way all beasts return to their feral states.

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16. Identity Theory | La Vie Poeme - "america Under Siege" By Janet Buck Gutter Balls, a poem by janet buck Links Hot Links janet I. buck, janet's Latest Interview, Desideratum's Doggie Dish, Author's Den Amp.orgFeatures janet I. buck, Poetry Magazine.ComOctober-janet buck, The Part http://www.identitytheory.com/poetry/buck10.html

visual culture shoeless sports bar dust jacket syndrome home/body ... (back page America Under Siege by Janet I. Buck September 11, 2001 50,000 bodies trapped. Innocence in disarray. Falling, falling into smoke. This insane film on TV screens, its horror live. Gray diesel fumes of human terror. Floors peel off like onion skins. Interviews are skittish mice; voices cracking through the glass. No words exist and cameras roll. I see the bodies tumbling. Prayer in awkward somersaults clinging to our wooden pews. Yesterday I straightened tilted needlepoints, scrubbed clean counters with a sponge, erased the sugar on a spoon. Today my sister's livid tears are crawling crumbled continents. I wear them for my morning shower. Yesterday I fussed with tiny barbs of pain, silly spots of cappuccino laced with foolish whipping cream.

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18. New York, New York - Janet I. Buck New York, New York janet I. buck, at www.biffsboards.com ©. 2002 janet I. buck. All rights reserved 2 Iss. 9. janet buck is a contributing poet and essayist at Biff's Boards http://www.biffsboards.com/JBuck9.html

Javascript is either disabled or not supported by this browser. This page may not appear properly. Return to Vol. 2 Iss. 9 Janet Buck is a contributing poet and essayist at Biff's Boards. Visit the masthead for her bio, and links to more works. Buy Janet's e-book of poems about September 11th, Ash Tatoos , for 99 cents. New York, New York - by Janet I. Buck First Published in Spoken War you were a city of chills: crowded streets of suits and ties, surly frowns, prison bars on window glass. I saw a pasture drowned in mace, maps of penciled busyness turning pages of an hour. Footage shines on CNN; heroes cut my tongue in two. Now I wallow in my shame, wear the rust of judgment blades. New York, New York will sing again and I will proudly sit a grain in little pills of subway cars, read graffiti like a kiss my feeble lips must herald in their cracking pose. Bays around our liberties are filling up with scraps of hate personified. Terror tried to slit your wrists; fingers joined in trinities; a poem of hope emerges from the graven ash. Moons above the urban rubble linger in chipped bars of soap.

19. Sea Change - Janet I. Buck Sea Change janet I. buck, at Biff's Boards Online © 2002 janet I. buck. All rights reserved 2 Iss. 9. janet buck is a contributing poet and essayist at Biff's Boards http://www.biffsboards.com/JBuck10.html

Return to Vol. 2 Iss. 9 Janet Buck is a contributing poet and essayist at Biff's Boards. Visit the masthead for her bio, and links to more works. Buy Janet's e-book of poems about September 11th, Ash Tattoos , for 99 cents. Sea Change - by Janet I. Buck First Published in Rustlings of the Wind Dear Dad: We are still at sea. The remainder of our port visits have all been cancelled. We have spent every day since the attacks going back and forth within imaginary boxes drawn in the ocean, standing high-security watches, trying to make the best of it ... Love, S The Lutjen and the USS Winston Churchill side-by-side, deck to deck. The sign just reads: We Stand By You. Suddenly the buckled knees. Is this that that that Germany who roughly fifty years ago ground swastikas in human hides, marched children into rooms of gas? I still taste salt upon my lips. Hate's stranger has a different face, a softer chin. Maybe, just maybe, my history books lied. I'm flipping through photos of crushed towers and busy cranes, writing to my New York friends to see if e-mail bounces back Weak as a lisp from dry stream

20. Poetry Offerings From Janet I. Buck Poetry collection of janet I. buck from Blackbelt Buddhas thru MosaicMud to A Silent Sonnet and more. . Poetry Offerings from janet I. buck. http://www.motherbird.com/janet.htm

Poetry Offerings from Janet I. Buck Clean Silver Brownie Points Aching Vacancy to order Janet's newest book ... a sampler Moongate's collection: Wilting Fuchsias A Silent Sonnet Black-belt Buddhas Dollar Signs That Steal Light ... The Oxygen Tank Links to other web pages: The Studious Suicid Janet's page Moongate Internationale Clean Silver Cancer's war you fought and lost. Father threw away your clothes. They must have bled on everything. Moth balls brought to life by wings of tattered memory. When I corner him, go digging for your buried soul, he acts like lampshades tilted in relentless wind. Perky bulb just blinks, goes black. A turtle's neck retreating into hollow shell. I fabricate identity and make you up like bed-time stories for my dolls. In my head, I study graves. Think of yours as vacant lots with pretty houses on their bibs. Cabin pressure choking why's? Calisthenics of a dream. You're so untarnished in my mind. No leading ladies of regret. Bridge across all troubled streams. If you were here to brush my hair

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