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Abstract seeks fine art in all forms that engages with both the crises and joys of our shared human condition. We seek art that engages the edge of now; we seek to explore a future forward zeitgeist with a respect for the gifts of the past. We are looking for both established and emerging artists across a broad range of genres. Our criteria is quality.
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Art Feature: OKC Reflections Series by Robert Ferrier

21 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Art

Art: Robert Ferrier, @Dante_Dreamer ART FEATURE: OKC REFLECTIONS SERIES BY ROBERT FERRIER Robert Ferrier is a retired university research administrator living in Norman. He received a BA in Journalism and an MBA from the University of Oklahoma. He has published two novels at Amazon Kindle ebooks.  His photo, “Magnolia…

Dualistic Sonnet by Rose Knapp

19 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Sin Revolution by Karen Nielsen, @karennielsen13 DUALISTIC SONNET Wind smoke smog oxy Cotton scats snaking Through skyscrapers Freeways Kinshasa oil Synthetic field fires No-wave Neon Synths Burst splitting Past realpolitik Tokyo Tolkien Beijing Beyoncé Franciscan Francesca Flittering past spatial Geometrical worlds Draconian dragons Dagons’ daggers Mythos…

Art Feature: Karen Nielsen

19 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Art

Art: Dive Down by Karen Nielsen, @karennielsen13 ART FEATURE: KAREN NIELSEN What inspired you to become an artist? I never set out to be a visual artist. It was more of an accident and came from my music. I moved to NYC in the 1980s. The downtown art…

Stirring by Carolyn Martin

19 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Tanja Babić, @tanjaabstractart STIRRING  1. Juncos stagger through  sun-swirling firs, praise  the revival of day.  2.  The alarm commands, Out of bed! Curiosity waits.  3. Headlines disquiet. Not even a mouse  expects peace on earth. 4.  Music hops the fence  from the neighbor’s yard.  My coffee’s…

Imperative by Alison Prine

19 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Ferrandis Issaev, @ferrandisissaev IMPERATIVE not happiness, not the petal, not the wing not the breeze that teases the flesh, carries the little leaf – but the rock you stand on the thick rope ladder, the sturdy wooden boat, the weathered beam, the dock – heft and…

The White Curtain by Alison Prine

19 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Lady 1 from the Antique Series by David Rodriguez, @davidofficialclub THE WHITE CURTAIN pulled around you is immaculate as a field of snow, and has the same protective instinct. This could be temporary. White sky suggests a pause. A blank screen evokes omission. You wanted something…

Looking for My Killer by Thylias Moss

18 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Video

Art: Making a Rothko from a Wall and a Light by James Metelak LOOKING FOR MY KILLER BY THYLIAS MOSS Music composed and performed by Ansted Moss, musician from Ann Arbor. Vocals by Thylias Moss. About the author:  Thylias Moss, a self-employed multi-racial “maker” at Thylias…

Smoke by Robert Rothman

15 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Tropical Storm Clouds by Tobias Oggenfuss SMOKE Hazy in memory are the tendrils Bending like long-stemmed irises from My father’s cigarettes, billowing out In great clouds of white steam from Our fireplace at night, black and thick As a ship’s furnace in the red…

Friday Blizzard by Don Taylor

13 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Short Fiction

Art: Hanna Weitz, @hannaweitz FRIDAY BLIZZARD Weir’s Pumps, that’s where uncle Willie got me a start after I left Adelphi Junior Seccy.; aged fourteen, apprenticed as a fitter. Our tenement looked across the Cart, straight into the works. The foreman and Willie were in the same lodge. Well, that’s…

Affaire de Coeur by Vincent Barry

11 Dec 2017, Posted by admin in Poetry

Art: Tobias Staaf, @staaftobias AFFAIRE DE COEUR “So when did it begin?” she says, cocking a queer eye at me. Rubbing a fleshy ear, I say, “Does it matter?” The truth is I can’t say exactly when. The other truth, I’m thinking, is, “This is the beginning…

 

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