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Flight of the Drones
A Short Story by Jack Loranger

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Nothing is what it seems in this taut thriller by new author Jack Loranger, who hails from the Columbia
River Gorge in SW Washington.

Flight of the Drones is an engaging and thoughtful tale of blurred lines between reality and fantasy, and the consequences of being unaware of which side of the line you’re on.

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Cover to Cover Flyer December 11 2014

Hosted By Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna
And Printed Matter Vancouver Publisher Toni Partington

Thursday, December 11
Cover to Cover Books
6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B (St. James & Minnehaha)
Vancouver, WA 98663

LGBTQ-friendly, all ages, and uncensored since 2004

Featuring Airlie Press Authors Annie Lighthart and Dawn Diez Willis

Annie Lighthart started writing poetry after her first visit to an Oregon old-growth forest. Since those first strange days, she published her poetry collection, Iron String, with Oregon’s Airlie Press and earned an MFA in Poetry from Vermont College. Annie has taught at Boston College, as a poet in the schools, and now teaches poetry workshops through Mountain Writers. She lives in a small green corner of Portland, Oregon.

Dawn Diez Willis’s first book of poetry, Still Life with Judas & Lightning, was released this year by Airlie Press. She holds an MFA in poetry from the University of Oregon and has been the recipient of an Oregon Literary Fellowship. Her work has appeared in The Iowa Review, Southern Poetry Review, Dogwood, Poet Lore, the Oregonian and elsewhere. She offers poetry residencies through Salem Art Association and serves as the one-woman staff of the monthly Oregon State Police Officers’ Association Trooper News. Find more information at

For more information on Airlie Press, visit:

By Annie Lighthart
From Iron String (Airlie Press, 2013)

Sometimes the birds like the bare branch, and later
the cover of leaves. And so it goes: a day of sun, then two
of rain. We are easy with the world and then can no longer be.
And the space between — what lives there? In the middle
of the in-breath and out — where are we just then?
Is there more than silence between chorus and verse?
Is it a compressed galaxy? A pocket of time? Or perhaps
it is more like the comma, dark little hook
on which many things turn. Sometimes it’s enough
to slip into that darkness and just stand there, looking around.
Third Person Sacred
from Still Life with Judas and Lightning
(Airlie Press, 2013)

Sometimes you know a person’s story,
or a piece of it, one sliver of the muscle
examined for its striations and color.
Sometimes you think of your own story
and it is both familiar and not,
and you must question the details,
the slant, the cant of its little roof and shutters
the home of what you know about yourself,
your people, the city, the schools
and afternoons that made you.
There is someone in your field of vision.
Maybe it is you.
Light spills down on the diorama
and something has brought you here to witness
the holy moment, any moment,
with the gulls overhead like sticks
tossed suddenly skyward and crossing
beneath the biting blueness of the sky.

Due to the severe weather warning issued for Oregon and SW Washington, Cover to Cover owner Mel Sanders has decided to close the bookstore on November 13. Therefore, we are postponing this month’s reading until Saturday, November 22 at 3pm. Please share this news with your friends and contact, and then join us on the 22nd for a celebration of our 10th Anniversary.

In November 2004, Christopher Luna founded what later came to be known as Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic. At the time there were very few poetry events in Vancouver, WA. The series began at Ice Cream Renaissance. He realized that he was filling a need in the community when the shop was packed for the first night of the reading. Today Ghost Town Poetry continues to be a community in which new and emerging writers can share their work in an environment that is fun, safe, and supportive. This month please join us in celebrating ten years of open mic poetry in Vancouver….

Hosted by Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna
and Printed Matter Vancouver founder Toni Partington

Saturday, November 22
Cover to Cover Books
6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B (St. James & Minnehaha)
Vancouver, WA 98663

LGBTQ-friendly, all ages, and uncensored since 2004

GT 2 FRONT COVERFeaturing Peggy Barnett

Peggy Barnett was born in 1945 and grew up in Queens, New York in the 1950’s. She went to Public School 89, Joseph Pulitzer JHS 145, Music and Art High School and graduated from The Cooper Union with a degree in Fine Art. She opened a photography studio in 1968 and became a very successful corporate still-life and portrait photographer. She sold the studio in 2006 and moved north of Seattle to the green fields of Maltby, Washington.

Peggy knows that the Northwest is beautiful, but memories of the past haunt her: the Holocaust, growing up Jewish in an Italian and Irish neighborhood in Queens, the atomic bomb, public school, junior high school, and childhood’s distant happenings arise in her poetry as in a dream. Her mind flits back and forth between the present and the past. The present on the West Coast is always interrupted by the past of the East Coast. Her poetic memoirs On Your Left dwell on the specifics of unending change. For more info, visit

My Vagabond Song

“The scarlett of the maples can shake me like
the cry of bugles going by”
A Vagabond Song, Bliss Carmen, 1894

A Macintosh Apple doesn’t travel well
across the country.
It needs to stay home in New England

in the crisp autumn nights that
turn leaves red and gold

in the black soil full of humous
and colonial history

crisp thin skin with
tang and tartness
cut with sugary juices to the snap bite.

Last year on my birthday
Kathy sent me
in an envelope
some Macintosh seeds
from an apple she had just eaten.

The smell of woodsmoke
down Frost’s country road
thick in mudtime

past orchards getting smaller
as they are everywhere.

I want to feel it’s dark red roundness
warm in my palm
so I can put my head down
and smell it
and go home.
Peggy Barnett, 2014

Cover to Cover Flyer September 11 2014

Hosted By Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna
And Printed Matter Vancouver Publisher Toni Partington

Thursday, September 11
Cover to Cover Books
6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B (St. James & Minnehaha)
Vancouver, WA 98663

LGBTQ-friendly, all ages, and uncensored since 2004

Featuring Risa Denenberg:

Risa Denenberg

Risa Denenberg is an aging hippie living a solitary life in Sequim on the Olympic Peninsula. She earns her keep as a nurse practitioner, having worked for many years in end-of-life care and more recently in chronic pain management. She is a moderator at The Gazebo, an online poetry board; reviews poetry for the American Journal of Nursing; and is an editor at Headmistress Press, dedicated to publishing lesbian poetry. She has three chapbooks, what we owe each other (The Lives You Touch Publications, 2013); In My Exam Room (The Lives You Touch Publications, 2014); and blinded by clouds (Hyacinth Girls Press, 2014); and a full length book, Mean Distance from the Sun (Aldrich Press, 2013). For more info, please visit:

Mean Distance cover

Metanoia Lost

I speak god language
because people die
and god is the tongue of death.

Death stopped time, left me behind
my father with the small pot of raspberry jam
he ate with a spoon.

My story-line is a birth, a tooth-
ache, a marriage, a broken wrist, a custody war,
a death by fire.

It’s no different than yours—
a flash-memory in the shower,
a bruise without details.

Life offers tautologies—there is no god
but god. Have I ever considered conversion
or even slight faith?

There was no metanoia the day
I fell from grace and lost my name on the road.
Lost is an actual place, you know.

Risa Denenberg

Poetry in the Shops Locations [UPDATED AUGUST 7]

Posted: July 21, 2014 in Uncategorized

Christopher gesturing by Tiffany June 27 2014Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna

at the reception for Poetry in the Shops

at Angst Gallery, June 27, 2014

Photo by Tiffany Burba-Schramm

Earlier this year, the following Clark County poets were chosen to have their work in one or more shops in Clark County this summer:

Tiffany Burba-Schramm, “Everything Settles”; Diane Cammer, “This Smaller World”; Scott Carstensen, “LOVE”; Chris Chaffin, “Columbia”; Bruce Hall, “A VERBAL ANTI-DEPRESSANT”; Morgan Hutchinson, “The City (Or Buenos Aires, Argentina)”; Christi Krug, “Preparations”; R. Valentine Moore, “BLUE YONDER”; Jennifer Pratt-Walter, “Teacher of the Trek”; Michael Williams, “Summer Camp”; Jane Elder Wulff, “early music”; and Louise Wynn, “On This Mountain.”

Please join us in congratulating the winners. Dene Grigar and I would also like to invite all residents of Clark County to visit the businesses listed below to show their support for poetry. I am very grateful to the businesses listed for their participation in the program.

Please visit

for a list of the shops and the full text of the poems. We will update both sites as we add locations to the list.

Christopher Luna

Clark County Poet Laureate

Poetry in the Shops Locations


Tiffany Burba-Schramm, “Everything Settles”

Shops: Pacific Paradise Cuisine (516 SE Chkalov Drive, #33, Vancouver); Paper Tiger Coffee Roasters (703 Grand Blvd., Vancouver); The Kiggins Theatre (1011 Main Street, Vancouver)

Diane Cammer, “This Smaller World”

Scott Carstensen, “LOVE”

Shops: LUXE (700 Washington St., Ste 103, Vancouver); Bella Violetta Massage by Tiffany (3303 NE 44th St., Suite A, Vancouver)

Christopher Chaffin, “Columbia”

Shops: Cream & Sugar (309 E 15th St., Suite B, Vancouver); Vancouver Food Co-Op (1002 Main St., Vancouver); Aly’s Coffee Coop (3303 NE 44th St., Vancouver)


Shops: Vancouver Food Co-Op (1002 Main St., Vancouver); La Center Library (1411 NE Lockwood Creek Road, La Center); Alexandra Demetro, ND (408 E. Main St., Battle Ground)

Morgan Hutchinson: “The City (Or Buenos Aires, Argentina)”; Bella Violetta Massage by Tiffany (3303 NE 44th St., Suite A, Vancouver)

Shops: Niche Wine & Art Bar (1013 Main St., Vancouver)

Christi Krug, “Preparations”

Shops: Sadie and Josie’s Bakery (582 NW Pacific Hwy, La Center); Aly’s Coffee Coop (3303 NE 44th St., Vancouver)

R. Valentine Moore, “Blue Yonder”

Shops: Cover to Cover Books (6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B, Vancouver); Gallery 360 (111 W. 9th St., Vancouver)

Jennifer Pratt-Walter, “Teacher of the Trek”

Shops: The Catalyst (1902 Main St., Vancouver); La Center Tavern (107 E. Fourth St., La Center)

Michael Williams, “Summer Camp”

Shops: Di Tazza Gourmet Coffee & Café (2011 SE 192nd Ave. #101, Vancouver); Old Town Battle Grounds Coffee House (316 E. Main St., Battle Ground); Healing Arts Apothecary (408 E. Main Street, Battle Ground)

Jane Elder Wulff, “early music”

Shops: Brewed Awakenings (6500 NE 117th Ave., Vancouver); Jackson, Jackson & Kurtz, PS (704 E. Main #102, Battle Ground); Starbucks (12101 SE Mill Plain, Vancouver); Beaux Vous Day Spa (410 E Main St., Battle Ground)

Louise Wynn, “On This Mountain”
Shops: Beacock Music (1420 SE 163rd Ave., Vancouver); Brewed (603 Main St., Vancouver); The Camas Gallery (408 NE 4th Ave., Camas); Cascade Federal Credit Union (1706 D St., Ste. C, Vancouver); Urban Eccentric (2311 Main St., Vancouver)

Many thanks to Dene Grigar, Associate Professor and Director of the Creative Media & Digital Culture Program at Washington State University Vancouver, for organizing and managing the Poetry in the Shops Program. She was also instrumental in securing the Spark Grant from Humanities Washington that made the contest possible.

Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna recently received a Spark Grant from Humanities Washington which allowed him to fund various activities including open mic poetry readings, workshops, and lectures. It also helped him to launch a poets in the schools program in Clark County, an ambition of Luna’s that predates the poet laureate position by several years.

Christopher Luna is the co-founder, with Toni Partington, of Printed Matter Vancouver, whose books include Ghost Town Poetry volumes one and two, which feature poems from the popular Vancouver, WA open mic reading he founded in 2004, and Serenity in the Brutal Garden, the
debut collection by Vancouver poet Jenney Pauer. His books include Brutal Glints of Moonlight, GHOST TOWN, USA and The Flame Is Ours: The Letters of Stan Brakhage and Michael McClure 1961-1978, an important piece of film and literary history that Luna edited at Brakhage’s request, available on Michael Rothenberg’s Big Recent publications include Bombay Gin, The Understanding Between Foxes and Light, Unshod Quills, Chiron Review, and Soundings Review.

The Spark Grant activities are sponsored by Humanities Washington, Fort Vancouver Regional Library District, Camas Library, The Arts of Clark County, Clark County Arts Commission, and Washington State University Vancouver, in particular faculty Dene Grigar, Leonard Orr,
and Kandy Robertson.

Here are the winning poems:

Everything Settles
by Tiffany Burba-Schramm

The frost settles upon the ground.
Snows settles upon the limbs of trees.
The ceiling in my house settles; creates small cracks.
The floor creeks and settles the weight of dogs approaching.
We settle, let the weight of the world crack our ambitions.
We let others harsh words and criticisms drape us like settled winter fog.

This smaller world
by Diane Cammer

Maybe it’s the place
where soft green moss
grows over rocks
encircled by cedars

that windy spot
high in the spruce
where few can see
between thinning branches

or an unfamiliar waterfall
where summer’s icy runoff
reminds bare feet
there are still secrets to be kept.
by Scott Carstensen




by Chris Chaffin

Daydreams drift into vivid memories,
shadowed thoughts of remember when
grow bright with a gasp
as I dip my feet into the icy river.

The new road used to be old riverfront
and the only travelers were ducks and geese.
We skipped school and skipped rocks,
chased each other with lightsabers
made of twigs and fishing twine.

I flex wrinkled toes and dig further
into the cold sand, feel the pulse
of the river mingle with my own.
A toy boat flounders on the shore,

its torn sail flapping in the breeze.
I rescue it from the rocks,
patch it up with twig and twine
and set it free.
by Bruce D. Hall

The plump rabbit hops, hops, and
Flops down, on the bright green grass,
Soaking up the sun.

The orange and black butterfly, flits and floats
In , BIG arching circles, just drifting, drifting,
On the light, warm breeze.

The squirrels talk with inside voices
Telling stories of hibernation dreams,
And nut stashes, found.

The sun climbs past morning,
Moving slow, slower,
Meandering towards noon

Relax, breathe in; DEEP,
No need to hurry
Take it easy Enjoy the day
The City (Or, Buenos Aires, Argentina)
by Morgan Hutchinson

Still frame nerves of the city.
Brightly lit windows in the
starkly colored architecture.
Sidewalks made for people
made for sitting
made for eating
and the swift locals here
they just keep on working.

Nerve still frames of the city.
Ornamental signs on the
Dark blocks of shadowed high rise.
Streets made for protest
made for chanting
made for singing
and the crazed inflation here
It just keeps on soaring.
by Christi Krug

1 To start with, take your shoes off.
How do you expect to make poems with clothed toes?

2 Step into the ferocious hot pepper wind,
A wild, roiling chili-bang slam
Churning your world.

3 Moisten with torrents.

4 Sear with cosmic gasses.

5 Test for doneness with left heel.
If center remains firm,
You’re ready.
by R. Valentine Moore

We have all we need, some kind of sky and

We stumble numb through days
Determined to rob us
Of speech and thought
Seeing sky, seeing stars
Some small spark of light
Reminds us
Of our need,
Our love
And we reach
For blue
Teacher of the Trek
by Jennifer Pratt-Walter

If you are the road and
too many footsteps come,
don’t give in too easily.

Be a true journey, Girl,
not simply a surface to tread upon.
Be rocks, fords and brambles sometimes,
and not just pliable friendly soil.

Tell the right walkers, the true seekers
your wisdom, dreams and aspirations.
Be the Teacher of the Trek
to those willing to listen deeply
with their shoes.
Summer Camp
by Michael Williams

The roof is warm.
The rough shingles jab
my ribs through my shirt.
The heat of the day
speeds its way to space.
Fresh-cut lawn
and paper-mill pulp
sticks thick in my nose.

Her hand is damp in mine.
Her fingertip spans my palm.
My heart jumps jacks and
skips rope inside its cage.
early music
by Jane Elder Wulff

the pearled clarity of a woman’s voice
on a summer morning near the water,
lake or stream, it matters not:
water in the air, sweet air saturated
with freshness and the sound so pure,
unceasing, the woman talking and
talking in mindless modulated flow
in some tiny place tucked into the floor
of all that sweet delicious air, small
and perfect at the steady ground of all
that space: I could not find that voice
if I tried, it is hidden like a spider
in the wilderness of green, nourished
by air and water, held eternally: and
what does she find to talk about, on and on?
On This Mountain
by Louise Wynn

When the pain broke me but I kept on,
When keeping on crushed me but I climbed on,
When climbing on burned my lungs but I breathed on:
Then the light seeped through the cracks of my blindness
And changed what I thought I knew.

Only on this burning mountain could I see,
And say, what I saw without even trying,
Which changed everything around me—even me,
And the empty spaces,
And the seeping light,
And that smallest thing I’d seen and said.

Only looking down from this burning mountain
Could I see, and say: Peace really is like a river
And love is the answer to something
And my theory of everything is correct. And that theory is this:
Tears may hurt, or not, but they always dry up.



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Hosted By Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna
And Printed Matter Vancouver Publisher Toni Partington

Thursday, August 14
Cover to Cover Books
6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B (St. James & Minnehaha)
Vancouver, WA 98663

LGBTQ-friendly, all ages, and uncensored since 2004

Featuring Brittany Baldwin and Leah Noble Davidson:

Brittany Baldwin lives by a creek in rural Oregon with a dog, cat and some chickens. She has cooked professionally for 20 years and written poems since she was a child. She prefers the woods to anything else.

Leah Noble Davidson head shotLeah Noble Davidson in action

Leah Noble Davidson has enthusiasm up the wahoo. Her debut book, Poetic Scientifica (published through University of Hell Press), was Powell’s 3rd bestselling small press book of last year, and she currently produces Portland’s Moth StorySLAM. If you would like to see an example of Leah reading her work, take a look at Tiffany Burba-Schramm’s video from the Independent Publishing Resource Center on March 28, 2014:

Square Nails
By Brittany Baldwin

I promised I wouldn’t write about us
to myself

even as I was watching you point your finger into the
door of your truck as it idled in the drive for the last time

you were saying something about
wanting your half of the money for the house

and I was watching how square your nails were,
trying to capture the corners of your hands and thinking
of all we did for each other all those days

all of the building as these hands came together

and they would never hold the other again

there would be a passing of money

inside a bank on a gray day

and then forever

By Leah Noble Davidson

The depression begins with you fingering hand towels you can’t afford in a store you’ll never remember the name of because you’re consumed with how they remind you of the ones you dried the dishes with when you quit working to stay home with the baby while he started his career at the job that you got for him so he wouldn’t have to work nights at the bookstore, pretended to be him, wrote the résumé and answered the emails. You researched how to ace an interview, picked out and ironed his clothes.

He could buy you these towels if you hadn’t left because he threw you across the kitchen floor, told you how much you owed him, but that money is for flowers now, for a woman much prettier than you, someone he’s learned to be thankful for.


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Hosted By Clark County Poet Laureate Christopher Luna
And Printed Matter Vancouver publisher Toni Partington

Thursday, July 10
Cover to Cover Books
6300 NE St. James Rd., Suite 104B (St. James & Minnehaha)
Vancouver, WA 98663

LGBTQ-friendly, all ages, and uncensored since 2004

Featuring Willa Schenberg, author of Rending the Garment:


Willa Schneberg has authored five poetry collections: In The Margins of The World (recipient of the Oregon Book Award in Poetry), Box Poems, Storytelling In Cambodia, the letterpress chapbook The Books of Esther (produced in conjunction with her interdisciplinary exhibit at the Oregon Jewish Museum, Fall 2012), and the recently released Rending the Garment (Mudfish/Box Turtle Press). Rending the Garment is a narrative tapestry encompassing persona poems, prose poems, flash fiction, imagined meetings with historical figures, ancestral appearances, and ephemera. This series of linked poems explores the life and times of one Jewish family. Willa lives with her husband in Portland, Oregon. For more info visit



After my sweatshirt comes out of the dryer
I find one on the sleeve.
Driving home from the mountains
one has attached to my ski pants.
When we awaken in the morning
one clings to my chest.
I wonder… after she is gone,
could my green-eyed one be made again
from a single long white hair.