Friday, March 20, 2015
(Published in print: Saturday, March 21, 2015)
“The package arrived mid-December, just as the boxes of presents from my more forward-thinking relatives began to arrive. It was addressed in the square, neat printing of a designer or architect. Inside the plain, brown wrapping was what felt like a stack of slim books wrapped again in a big sheet of white newsprint.
The books turned out to be copies of a beautiful, multi-cultural poetry journal.
“Osiris 78,” the top journal’s title read. “42 years 1972–2014.”
The cover image looked like brush calligraphy cut into strips and reassembled. Below it, in a handsome sans serif font, was a list of the names of contributors. Above, a list of languages: English, French, German, Italian, Portuguese, Spanish. Other issues shared the overall aesthetic but featured a black-and-white photograph. The journal looked like something you’d find lying on a café table in Paris. Or in a university library late some night, when you rose from your table and wandered the stacks, tired of studying.
A quick glance at the copyright page revealed that the journal had been published right down the road in “Old Deerfield.”
Forty-two years — all but four of which I had been in the area, either as a college student in Amherst or living in Leyden, always with an interest in poetry — and I’d never seen Osiris?
The stack of journals felt like a wonderful gift. And the postcard inside presented them to me as such.
“We have enjoyed reading your columns in The Recorder and thought you would enjoy receiving some recent copies of our poetry journal, Osiris.”
The postcard was signed, “A & R Moorhead.”…”
Read the full article “A Meeting of the Minds” in The Recorder here.