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Martina Riesz Newberry is AWESOME!!!!

when you read Late Night Radio, its like "Been their, done that!"

Check out this one part:

THE SECRET LIFE OF JESUS

The futre's fragrant breath asks

what can I forgive-can I

forgive at all? Even writing

these things, I can't remember

them as they were (a movie

marquee that won't tell me what to feel...

"LATE NIGHT RADIO" is NOT about the wierd stuff you hear on graveshifts. Its more like - how "LIFE" can sometimes make you "FEEL" - like your listening to a LATE NIGHT RADIO - which it can! I think thats why Martina Riesz Newberry called it that.

LATE NIGHT RADIO is 1 of those books you need to pick it up again and go back to it. Its not like anything else out ther.

Check this book out - even if you don't usually read poetry, its SERIOUSLY GOOD!!!!!

In Late Night Radio, Martina Reisz Newberry discovers the beauties of going to a psychic to discover she will live, a boy tossing a dead seagull back into the water, and listening to a late night radio talk show about UFOs. She writes about the kinds of lives people I know live. In "Conspiracies--It Might Be Best Not to Listen," she writes: "I can't be a poet for the mighty." She is a poet for everyone who has been "slapped around" and "twisted up," and for the homeless man who hangs out in front of store. This book is for everyone who is ready to be saved.

Late Night Radio is a wonderfully probing collection of poems, drawing on those recent observations and ancient memories we all can share. Martina Newberry's honest, and often raw, prose, do more than scratch through the surface of so many rarely spoken subjects.

Late Night Radio-Nocturne, is my favorite selection in this book. This work is a stark examination of fear, and fear's pervasive and broad spectrum in everyday life.

Another entry, where I see my own state of mind, is Crop Circles:

"Waking from a postprandial nap,

waking to the smell of

Night Blooming Jasmine,

so much of the day is gone in sleep.

Out the window there are symbols in the grass

Waiting for me. Here I am

My soul gone all weedy,

Needing to be groomed."

I recommend this book for all those searching for a perspective that focuses on the light, dark and gray, that fills our lives.

Megz

Book: Late Night Radio Author: Martina Reisz Newberry

Publisher: Dog Ear Publishing, November 2010

Do you remember late nights in a darkened room, alone with the voice of the radio?

"Ageless in the dark,

a young woman is enthralled

by the paranormal

as if it was next to her in bed."

These lines from Unidentified Flying Objects grab the reader, and if you're like me, living days of chaos and tribulation, there's nothing quite like being captured by a riveting tale. That's why I love this new book by one of my favourite poets, Martina Reisz Newberry. In Late Night Radio she brings us along while she's drawn into paranormal radio tales.

From the first poem Out of the Dark, the "Alchemy begins," as we accompany the poet who "longs for a ghost story of her own". (Unidentified Flying Objects)

These poems take off from Newberry's home base, where a mother grabs the wrist while engaging in Talking to the Dead, to the chemical horror of the oil spill and then straight back to herself in Full Disclosure: "Sometimes, sitting on the deck out back, I/inhale, exhale, and my nomadic/breath isn't sure it's going to come back in."

Our travels are uncertain, and the reader remains glued to the page, with such lines such as:"on your nightstand, waiting to strike first light on that fearsome blackness, whatever its name" (Shadow People)or in Electronic Voice Phenomenon: "It was the kind of sound that might break your teeth if it kept on, might cramp your calves with its raw, wet heat".

We pause with Indigo Children, the name attached to those children born with so-called extra power. We feel the poet's maternal claim on a generation out of sync with conventional social norms: "These are my children: /Mashed-mouth babies first, then eyes stern as onyx,/mouths turn into chilies burning to tell a truth they're / really not certain of"

The nomadic breath of Newberry hastens us through streets filled with homeless gray saints to the island dwelling of a rape victim and her thoughts of revenge. In Channeling she states: We were born from rivers that rush / through this earth on their way to a covenant"

And so, Newberry speaks for me, swept away by rivers with their own intention. Brilliant, no?

Late Night Radio overflows with fine pieces, but this one, Ghost Stories, does it for me:

"Circumstances change.

The stars crackle. The sky takes on light--pale

yellow paint on a porous ceiling. Each monstrous / event of a life

is more monstrous / than the one before it."

Late Night Radio. Highly recommended - it will serve you well.

The haunting of women of a certain vintage never sounded so good as when it was conjured out of the magical potion that swirls through Martina Newberry's new collection of poetry Late Night Radio.

Aways teetering between mothers and children ,crazy and sane ,evil and good,

she examines all of us in a way that makes it plain;the truth does not always set you free.

" I,m just your adverage Los Angles lunatic" she says.

God I hope not.