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Michelle Belluomini staple-bound. 36 pp. $6.00 
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Crazy Mary, Michele Belluomini's second book of poetry explores marginalized characters in Philadelphia. Many of the poems in this collection are about `Crazy Mary', an eccentric character, full of life and lunacy who appears around town displaying her peculiarities and giving insights, through behavior, to life.
Michele Belluomini's work has appeared in journals such as American Writing, "NOW! (then)": The Eternal Now Poetry Anthology, APR: Philly Edition ’99, The Mad Poet’s Review, Sinister Wisdom, the Helen Review , and The Mulberry Poets&Writers Daybook; as well as in the collection – The Dreambook: An Anthology of Writings by Italian American Women. She recently read her work at the New Jersey Council on the Arts "Café Improv" in Princeton, NJ. She has been a recipient of a Leeway Foundation "Window of Opportunity" award for travel to Mexico to collect Huichol Indian mythology and folklore. She is a Literature librarian at the Free Library of Philadelphia where she helps coordinate the "Monday Poets" poetry series. In 2000, she won the Giovanni's Room Bookstore International Poetry Competition Award. Her previous book, Translations from the Dark, was published by Blue Deer Editions in 1993. From Crazy Mary walks as if she might break something walks hardly picking up her feet as if the sound of a footstep would be too much as if the pressure of putting her foot down would cause trembling uncontrollable and unstoppable she is trembling carrying her steaming heart out into the street she’ll tell you she’s well now but the whine of a passing trolley knifes through contorts her features she claps her hands to her ears spitting and cursing in reply still not sure how she got to this cold eastern city still not sure what the terms of exile are she says: I can remember the past, but I cannot recall the future |