Ad link
Find Us:
  • icon
  • icon
  • icon
  • icon
  • icon
  • icon
or Click here to register

This Land Press

image

Pentecostalism, a branch of Christianity that grew out of Protestantism in the early 20th century, has 280 million adherents worldwide. The movement is twice the size of the Baptists; three times the size of Lutheranism; and six times larger than Presbyterianism.[1] It’s almost unfathomable that the Pentecostals—often referred to as the “third force” in Christianity […]

01/28/2015 | Special Report

Tongues of Fire in Kansas

By Mike Mariani

image

Lee Lyles of Sulphur, Oklahoma, forged a love for heavy metal as a kid and blazed a farrier career that earned him an induction into the International Horseshoeing Hall of Fame. He’s shod horses for Elvis Presley and Loretta Lynn and amassed one of the world’s largest collections of blacksmith tools displayed at his National Museum of Horse Shoeing […]

01/23/2015 | Original Okie

Lee Lyles

By Sheilah Bright

image

In November 1876, two men met in Medicine Lodge, Kansas, and discussed their desires to cross the Indian Territory into Texas. Richard Wannamaker was preparing to drive a herd of 30 ponies into Texas, where he was possibly preparing to open a dental office. Frank Kilborn had a wagon, but was unable to secure any […]

01/22/2015 | Okiecentric

The Murder on Turkey Creek

By Martha Buntin

image

On February 27, 2014, 18-year-old William Rush entered Judge Tom Gillert’s Tulsa County courtroom. He was in sheriff’s custody, and had been since late October the year before, when he was arrested and charged with first-degree murder for the shooting of Tiras Johnson. Rush entered a plea of no contest to an amended charge of […]

01/20/2015 | Okiecentric

We Extend our Condolences

By Brian Ted Jones

image

I cracked the book’s spine and turned its surprisingly crisp pages, inhaling the damp attic smell that wafted up to my nostrils. My mom’s voice echoed in my ears. I recalled her high-pitched squeal animating three little pigs, and her silly, grumbly growl of a big, bad wolf defending himself. In this 1989 classic tale […]

01/16/2015 | Artist at Work

A Life Illustrated

By Molly Evans

image

The Dick Tracy Headquarters occupies a small corner of the Pawnee County Historical Museum, and the exhibit looks as particular as a little boy’s bedroom. Shiny chrome cars and ugly Al Pacino dolls sit stock-still and untouched. Lonely objects across the room from each other are actually in cahoots: the yellow of Tracy’s trench coat, […]

01/14/2015 | Okiecentric

Dowsing for Cartoonists

By Jonathan Gaboury

image

One morning in 1974, not long after his father’s death, Mike Day was sitting in his parents’ Okmulgee living room contemplating his murky future and idly watching the John Chick Variety Show on Channel 8, out of Tulsa. Mike’s father, Red Day, was a weekend bass player from Okmulgee who had worked Oklahoma’s honky-tonk circuit […]

01/07/2015 | Okiecentric

Honky-Tonk University

By Richard Higgs

image

Many of us retain a vivid memory of the stirring days from the sinking of the battleship Maine, February 15, to the declaration of war with Spain, April 19. In the year of our Lord, 1898, nations still respected the laws of war and common decency. The first blow of that war fell a week […]

image

James “Robbie” Risner started life in rural Mammoth Springs, Arkansas, in the 1920s. His destitute family left the Ozarks for a forested hill east of Muskogee, Oklahoma: Pumpkin Center, where Grover Risner toiled as a share-cropper and bartered horses and cattle on their oil-lease patch of dirt. His two-year-old son loved the horses. Settling in […]

| Okiecentric

Pushing the Sky

By Steve Gerkin

image

A Transportation Security Administration officer we’ll call Pat told me very politely, even gently: “Sir, you’re not going to be able to carry this vanilla on the plane with you.” She cradled it in her hands as if it might start crying soon. The jar was securely bound in the bubble-wrap manner of breakable duty-free, […]

12/29/2014 | Okiecentric

Bean There, Done That

By Mark Brown

image

Irena Kendrick was born February 5, 1976, in Bosnia and Herzegovina. She immigrated to Oklahoma, by way of Germany, as a war refugee when she was 22. After slogging away as a pre-legal subrogation specialist for a decade, Irena cashed in her 401K and opened a restaurant, Joey’s Pizzeria, in Oklahoma City in 2007. She […]

12/22/2014 | Original Okie

Irena Kendrick

By Shane Brown

image

By sundown Monday evening, November 24, the scene in front of the Ferguson Police Department was nothing short of dystopian. A metal barricade that stretched nearly a block was flanked on one side by citizens, protesters, and journalists and on the other by scores of police officers outfitted head to toe in riot gear—all awaiting […]

11.14.14 image image

Joy Harjo

10.23.14 image

Allison Hedge Coke

09.19.14 image

Marcello Angelini

09.05.14 image

Rilla Askew

08.22.14 image

Steve Adams

06.04.14 image

Victor Moreland

05.23.14 image

Bill Crawford

05.09.14 image

Gary Busey

04.25.14 image

Kristen Vails

03.06.14 image

Bob Wills

03.03.14 image

Katia Anaya

02.12.14 image

Brian Hearn

image

  today i covet the light the undefined grey white cloak of the sky holding the remains of night tightly   until the corners unravel as the yellow luminous globes silently falling silently to sleep allow shadows to wander past   the wet stone waits quietly an abandoned nest clings to the bare brown limbs […]

01/12/2015 | Poetry

Today I Covet the Light

By Walt Kosty

image

(Written while listening to the Andrew Hill Quintet) The French horn strays, then joins with upside-down notes, the trumpet, a grain of felt under a fly-away 3rd valve stem and hard silver jumpin’ reed-pad, high in sax hole. Down in six bars out in eight… & 2 3 and 4. Vibraphone: Open air over mallet […]

12/29/2014 | Poetry

The French Horn and the Fire Escape

By Bill Turley

image

It is difficult to offer up our hearts like raw chicken on a hibachi grill often the chefs are not delicate at first they try to show off impressing with their clever knife juggling and sweet chopping moves Darling this is not a minute waltz it is a break dance in a hot room the […]

11/24/2014 | Poetry

Love Smells of a Man Named Floyd

By Jennifer E. Hudgens

image

Some things you can’t figure out. Not even with a whole heap of scratch paper and a ribbon of data from a chattering Teletype machine. Not before time runs out. And time is like progress—she’s not stopping for anybody. The answer is out there, though, in the weather. Foul weather breeds foul deeds. Something my […]

11/19/2014 | New Fiction

Foul Weather

By Daniel H. Wilson

image

  A seagull on the moon is not lost, She is a student of lunar soils. A cookie in a salad is not lost, It is experimenting with greens. A muskrat in Macy’s is not lost, She just needs a new cashmere scarf, Because she ate the last one. A cheerleader in the desert is […]

11/18/2014 | Poetry

For Rachel, Who Is Not Lost

By Rob Roensch

image

The cruiser cab hummed all around WilDer, nearly electric with the energy of corralled students on holiday. Mal, a live wire on a normal day, was practically bouncing on tiptoe beside him. “I can’t wait to hit the slopes! The professionals say Acronos is the best,” the rapture in his face dimmed when he looked […]

11/17/2014 | New Fiction

The Homestead

By Paige Duke

image

Marks Along the river valley who hears the cry of the raptors? Will you avail yourself of the talents at your disposal? Why can’t you congratulate the suicide? In which dimension lies your unfelt emotion? Would the leave lilt in the breeze of your meditation? How long will she go ignoring the fact that she’s […]

11/10/2014 | Poetry

Two Poems by Grant Matthew Jenkins

By Grant Matthew Jenkins

image

My Father Meets Oscar Peterson at the London House, Chicago, 1962  There they are, standing in the soft light at the back of the hallway where the restrooms are. OP is between sets, and my father walks up, holding his hand out and thinking, “He looks like Big Daddy Lipscomb.” Because it’s my birthday and […]

11/05/2014 | Poetry

Two Prose Poems by Wayne Zade

By Wayne Zade

image

Progress Report   I think about my self-   ishness all day long.   Introductions   Now I use my   business cards   to squash   the ants that   crawl across   my desk so im-   prudently it’s as   if they don’t   know who I am.   Tall Glass of […]

11/04/2014 | Poetry

Three Poems by John Brehm

By John Brehm

image

  The apricot my grandmother planted the day that I was born. She made me fried pies in her grandmother’s skillet. I have it still.   The frangipani down the street from the villa (plumeria its real name). White and rose and yellow flowers. Climbing with the ants up its twisted trunk, I thought I […]

11/03/2014 | Poetry

A Lexicon of Trees

By Britton Gildersleeve

image

First in Right A subdivision’s plumbing, a predictable grid, is of greater worth than irrigating the uncertain growth of stalk and vine, sees the farmer who sells his water rights, looking ahead. But with the rivers, nothing moves forward between the mudflats (the fish bones un-swimming), the banks’ dry lips, mouthing something about, My shape made […]

10/27/2014 | Poetry

Two Poems by Rose McLarney

By Rose McLarney

image

 For Uncle Max Greed, I guess—my father answered me uncharacteristically critical of our ancestors, their impulsive move to New Mexico Territory stopping somewhere around Clayton where nothing worked out. When the horses died from grazing locoweed they loaded their sparse selves in a wagon and bleakly headed back to northwest Oklahoma—the grass in those Gypsum […]

10/13/2014 | Poetry

Homecoming

By Ken Hada