Monthly Archives: September 2012

The Idiom at the Brooklyn Book Festival

Here is a slideshow of pictures taken at the Brooklyn Book Festival….We had a blast made great friends with Ploughshares Magazine and can’t wait to see them at AWP in February.

Special thanks to all of The Idiom’s friends who came out and helped fold staple paint distribute and get all 800 Idioms out there in the world…..

Here is also a link to some pictures that Ink took at the festival…


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The Idiom Magazine at The Brooklyn Book Festival!!


The Brooklyn Book Festival is happening this Sunday September 23rd and the Idiom has a table….

The festival is going from 10 AM to 6 AM and is going to have many book publishers and literary magazines selling there stuff (usually at discount prices) and some even giving things away

  • Brooklyn Borough Hall and Plaza
  • 209 Joralemon Street, Brooklyn NY 11201

That Picture are the two banners we got representing at our table, we’ll be giving away the current issue away for free and have many of our books available for sale….perhaps some of our friends will stop by and also have their chapbooks and poetry and words available too. Dogmatic may be live painting with us and plenty of other things will happen I’m sure….

Theidiommag’s Podcast! #1 featuring Ink


So The Idiom has started a podcast and the first one is up and running!

Our first submission was by Ink a regular contributor to The Idiom. Also on the site are his poems so you can read along with the podcast and it’s comments. If you have any of your own responses feel free to submit a comment on The Idiom’s Blog post in reference to the Podcast.

(It may take a minute for the podcast to download)

So here’s how the The Idiom Podcast works: A writer sends 4-6 pieces to The editors, Mark Brunetti and Keith Baird go through the poems, critique and discuss them, then the writer comes on the show and we discuss our opinions about the poems….where they came from, what the poet things about our critique or perhaps what they really meant…..Really the focus of the show is on the actual poems and a close reading of them.

Anthony Defabritus’s poem in the current issue

Anthony Defabritus is in the band Accidental Seabirds and runs a recording studio Antfarm Studio

the subtle taste of essence

Tiny foot soldiers treading
down the concave of the spine
tracking dirt as they pass,
leaving behind remnants
of a death march.

Muted cries bounce up the halls
in the early night;
there’s spirits in these walls,
into which we’ve punctured.

How minuscule holes
can start as small drips
then flood in waves,
pulsing to the rhythm of time
as it chooses to pass,
or stay the fuck still.

The illusion of frequency
bringing the march full circle,
retracing its stained footprints
in waters once waded.

I liked the beginning description of the soldiers in this poem and where he goes with them…You never really know where you are in this poem and sometimes that is ok…the third stanza really made me appreciate this piece as the voice changes becomes a little aggressive and kinda sums up a lot of the piece.