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The Great Wave

THE GREAT WAVE by Ron Slate THE GREAT WAVE by Ron Slate Houghton Mifflin Harcout/2009/$23.00 CLOTH/ISBN 9780547232744 Ron Slate's first...
Harvard Review, 06/01/09 by Floyd Skloot · More from publication
BOY

BOY by Patrick Phillips BOY by Patrick Phillips University of Georgia Press, 2008, $16.95 paper, ISBN 9780820331195 Patrick Phillips' first...
Harvard Review, 12/01/08 by Floyd Skloot · More from publication
Selected Letters Of Robert Penn Warren: New Beginnings And New Directions

SELECTED LETTERS OF ROBERT PENN WARREN: NEW BEGINNINGS AND NEW DIRECTIONS, 1953-1968 edited by Randy Hendricks and James A. Perkins SELECTED...
Harvard Review, 12/01/08 by Floyd Skloot · More from publication
Finishing Kick

For twenty-six miles they have run together in front of the pack. When one moved ahead, the other tucked behind, matching strides until he drew...
Iowa Review, 10/01/08 by Skloot, Floyd · More from publication
The Lost Language

Southern Review, The, 06/22/08 by Floyd Skloot · More from publication
Transformations

for Beverly The molecules in my brain are no longer the same as the ones that first knew your smile, but the memory of that moment remains. ...
Hudson Review, The, 01/01/08 by Skloot, Floyd · More from publication

Digging Zak's Grave.(Poem)

These hands crusted with dark red soil have reached back seven million years in a stroke of spade. They also touch yesterday's fallen leaves, ...
OnEarth, 03/22/07 by Skloot, Floyd · More from publication
Cover stories.(Short story)

The sea's surface rippled in dawn light. A page of newspaper floated by me on the wind. Quiet except for the bugling of sea gulls, the small...
Prairie Schooner, 12/22/06 by Skloot, Floyd · More from publication
Late Autumn Air

Late Autumn Air Late Autumn Air The woods are making music of the wind. It is a simple song played in the old style, based on melodies of...
Southern Review, The, 09/22/05 by Floyd Skloot · More from publication
Recurrence

He remembers walking across that hill last year. It is lost now in a froth of mist as he sits in bed minding the crude twist of morning light...
Hudson Review, The, 07/01/05 by Skloot, Floyd · More from publication