Unwitting
I’ve been losing hours of my day, waking up in strange places in the morning, tired like I haven’t slept at all.
Bathroom Blues
Oh, how I wish now I
Would have stopped with just the wine.
Please post notice
Your impatience purrs
and I can’t tell when it’s reaching the brim
Farm Yard (1936-Present)
There by the bunkhouse (no longer there).
Eclipse
The path to the sun, the man has no way of knowing.
My Children
How childish to hope to “fix” them.
Manlike
I hear your voice as you softly say hello
and my brain aches to say anything but goodbye
The Rook Spotlight - Three Winners Take Top Honors in the Latest Edition of The Rook
Honors were awarded in three categories: poetry, prose/academic literature, and visual art.
Shakes-peer: A Predicament
Nostrils flare as I enter the cloud of lingering odor.
Response to a Poetic Reading From Walden
Thoreau relied heavily on intuition, creativity, and a religious belief that is highly conscious of nature as the connection to a vaguely defined deity or higher power.
Sigma Tau Delta Poetry Contest Winners Announced
Winners won cash prizes
Patrick Michael Landry
First place winner, Patrick Michael Landry, is a phenomenal emerging local talent. An Outdoor Adventure Leader Major, he plans on going into the army this fall
1st Place - Life’s A Book
Bringing yourself a torment on the spine.
The binding, too fragile for misuse of tongue
2nd Place - CLOSER
You are where the sun
goes down
3rd Place - ODE TO METROPOLIS
We’ve made our beds with the scum of the
city.
Honorable Mention - The Traveler
I told them when I think of Missouri, I think of red,
And when I think of home, of Montana, I think of purple;
I said right now, I’m just burning burgundy,
A Deer in the Headlights
The ground shifts
Hardens
Yew Tree
Worms scale the wall
where the grand tower
stands oblivious.
Birth Dance
Plucked Woman
ripe
Second Annual Poetry Slam Features Billings Poetic Talent
Some of the best young poets in Billings performed in front of a packed crowd at Venture Theater last month
®evolution
so u say u wnt a revolution?
What Indian Boarding Schools Accomplished
From The Rook Volume IV, 2000
Solitaire
From The Rook Volume IV, 2003
Technocrat #3
From The Rook Volume II, 1998
Road Work
From The Rook Volume III, 1999
Pumps
From The Rook Volume IX, 2007
Puzzle
Flex the last singular piece into place,
Sister
my biggest fear
is that I am you;
His Mother
You will miss
words said in broken
English, Arabic
accent, stories of
desert sand, sun,
family
A Private Struggle
No amount of new stories can sufficiently blur
the past.
The Same Soft Hands
what becomes of tiger, wolf and ape
Once liberated from the hands of men?
The Leak
The roof ’s leaking again.
Affection Algebra
I don’t want her more than I want
to learn Portuguese
Experiments in Motion
Terrified of a rhyme?
That’s a sign of a child’s mind
Colin
I wonder what he’s running from
Without his head.
The Rook Spotlight – Pete Tolton
Pete Tolton found success as a layout editor on The Rook and then even more success on the staff of the emerging Grindstone Magazine where he quickly became not only a layout editor but a regular monthly contributor.
If All Farms Produced Organic Food, We May Starve
My migration to the mother earth ethic
Was nothing short of constructed and pathetic.
Sacajawea Judas and the Übermensch Jesus
But Sacajawea was their Judas, their necessary Knievil,
if I may speak of the last frontier.
Right foot swings left
Heel stretched taught away from thigh
Night Time Looking Up
I—try to see high enough.
Piles of Leaves
The rustling leaves sound like a
cheering crowd
Little Women Blues
One man-tear is worth 20
cried
View of a Working Man
A wheelbarrow still
stands in Minnesota twilight
with an expression
of obtuse discordance
Nest
Words slip like smoke
from bituminous
mouths
“Pax Ajax and the Crocuses”
Atlas climbed a wall and stood
Words in Memory
A corpulent phrase recedes in ears
The Rook Spotlight: Zach Duval
Showcasing the many talented authors and artists from The Rook’s decade plus history.
Heat
It’s obvious, the disher is the drummer. He sets the pace of the band. Without him, everybody’s rhythm is messed up. The prep cook is base.
Sense Collage
The tongue, ear, eye, nose, and skin.
Toby
“The biggest Job Corps in the country,
The one in Texas, I heard is ran by the gays—“
Mortal Coil
His scythe, winter’s slicing metallic vein,
rattles lily stems blanketed by snow,
Shaded Reflection
Eclipse of my shape dims the ground
Eve of Destruction
On the eve of instruction
The answers are there to be found.
Snooze
zzzzz
Untitled
Winding down now....
Don't quit now,
He'd say, Suck it up.
Artificial Happiness
The leaves burn
and i inhale the smoke
The medicine begins to dissolve
Spinal Tap
It repeats itself over and over and over and over again.
Dear Love in Seattle
Everybody needs a love in Seattle
Will you be my romance in a flash
Hit Rewind
Engulfed in responsibilities and expectation
Wish I could hit rewind
Untitled
Confused about how things are going to turn up.
So ready to die but anxious to miss out.
What happens behind these eyes of mine and yours?
Memories
memories of words
flashing in my mind
I’ll Never
Along with this comes the happiness of never having anything to miss
Bryce
My most unruly sin is being friends with him
Where the People Roam
my words fall short of what I really want to say
Musings by a Nerd
I must go capture pikachu
Revolt Against MARTIN
Gonna make Mario the champion of the mushroom kingdom
For You
We're crashing into the unknown!
I Love You
You're already with someone and it kills me.
Retort Creative Writing Contest Winners
See our 2nd annual creative writing winners
My Dearest Alayna
My heart is yours as you can plainly see
Hit Rewind
Wish I could hit rewind
To a simpler time
Heartbreaker
But all I ask is for a simple “hi.”
The Widow
The widow spins her web
Of glistening perfection;
Hold on to Them Forever
Don't let go, whatever you do.
Untitled
some damn fine poetry
-Untitled-
my Accomplishments hurt.
(blank)
we're screwed
Wandering
Does happiness end?
My Greatest Failure
I still believe in, do you believe in me?
Beauty and the Beast
A beast is nothing without his beauty
Truth is to Lie, and Love is to Hate
We hate everything!
T.G.L.S.
Introducing Dylan Big Medicine
Want to see your creative writing in The Retort and win $50?
Enter The Retort’s second annual writing competition.
Head Over Head
Have you forgotten what kind of animal you are
Checkmate
Your life is so meaningless
Dear Love in Seattle
Everybody needs a love in Seattle
Never Left for Dead
Remember that I miss you
Artificial Happiness
The leaves burn and i inhale the smoke
Internal
I had this feeling in my chest that I knew would be there until the day I died.
Blind
How can one see so much and yet see nothing at all
Forgive Me for I Know Not
I have changed
Untitled
Unsummarized
Waking Dreams
Happy Halloween from the creativity editor.
Nonsense???
What happens when you realize you have had eaten too much.
Retort Poetry Contest Winners
The results from our spring 2009 poetry contest. See who won!
Poetry and Prose
Poetry and prose from our own Creativity Editor