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Standards and
Practices
By Barry N. Malzberg
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Standards and Practices
by Barry N. Malzberg
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Copyright ©1994 by Barry N. Malzberg
Originally appeared in "The Magazine of Fantasy and Science Fiction"
in April 1993
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Standards and Practices
by Barry N. Malzberg
EMILY DICKINSON could sense her options winding down. The
biological clock in the first place, 37 years old now and no child, no
husband, not even a man about whom she could fantasize; then too
on all other fronts her life seemed to have become sallow, wasted.
The City University was cutting back now, even on the adjunct
positions; the building management had made specious
“improvements” to her studio and had socked her with a twenty-
eight-dollar-a-month increase. Everywhere she turned this sullen
October she felt the sense of her imprisonment ever more palpable.
Staring down 85th Street at the Hudson, looking at the fireball sun
collapse unevenly behind the monstrous buildings of Fort Lee, New
Jersey, Emily felt as if she herself were sinking, as if—
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That enormous ball; unbuckled to its waist
Charmless, the suitor beckoning to his celestial hutch
As if not embrace but the stone grave without haste
Awaited those kissing—beckoning—unguent clutch.
And the poetry was not going well either; ever since Howard Moss
had died the New Yorker had been closed to her. Epoch , the
Massachusetts Review not even postage money and after the little
flurry surrounding her first book, a close runner-up for the Lamont
Moss had told her, and a one-thousand-dollar grant from the
Academy of Arts & Letters, she had been unable to attract any
interest in what she felt was her far stronger second collection, now
going the contest circuit after five years of failing to find even Capra
or Swallow Press. Of course the poetry had never been anything
which she could have taken seriously, it had been as her brother
Austin had told her so many years ago “a very nice outlet” and that
was about all but it was frustrating to find even this closed off to her
now. But the men situation was worse; after the little thing she had
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had going with Oliver hit or miss for a couple of years, at least he
had been predictable and she could count on him to do nothing
crazy, after that had come to a quick truncation with Oliver's on-line
management shifting half the company, bang! Like that to Santa Fe,
she had had no man in her life at all. Not that she could gird herself
to the seeking. Where were they? They were all married or gay or
crazy or some combination of the three and then too there was the
lurking possibility of AIDS with anyone at any time, that—
Small bite, the grand and sweeping unbuttoning
In rorridozs far and dense, the swoon of gluttony
Unappeased by that darker fear; grave to grave
We travel and only that dreaming bite become our nave.
You perhaps reached that point, close to 40 or a little beyond,
where all of your plans and scuttling for possibility seem only to
have led to this West Side of replication and loss, the dropping of the
sun into the river prefiguring the fall of her own life. And yet Emily
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