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Five Poems by Donna Denizé

Gourd In a sideboard shuttered away, I find it.Shake it.let it fill my palm—this brown surfacesmooth and firm.Who held it,carried it to this shore?I shake...

Five Poems by Craig Edward Flaherty

Big Sky Big sky, how you fillwith hope mid-oceanmid-prairie, mid-uplands.Mountain tops recallferocious winds worthyof note.They sing the one notein the roof rack, the onewhistled tree...

Two Poems by Jim Smith

A Heart-Shaped Amulet Gazing upon the houses and fields of my kingdomI can see my grandmother outside a cottage –around her neck a heart-shaped amulet.Behind...

Three Poems by Richard Peabody

How Soon Is Now? Christmassomewhere in Dixie a young mothernurses her baby listening to anythingbut The Smiths while geekstry to figure out her nameher location Students shotthe footage yet thered hat that...

Two Poems by Patric Pepper

Fenwick Island I wish you were here,for you would understandhow the confident starscan move this nightto companionable pity,unwholesome as it is,how the imperishable seamasquerades its...

Four Poems by Mary Ann Larkin

Self-Portrait after Adam Zagajewski Between dead heading the liliespicking blueberriesand arranging the fruit plate,half my July morning passes.My village is not strange to me.I have not...

Three Poems by Kay White Drew

WHERE ARE THE SUPERHEROES?A jubilant time, the era of the superhero,that decade when a vital young President,rejuvenated by a medical breakthrough,laid down plans for...

Two Poems by Ellen Carter

The night before I have not met you yetbut I knowyou will be herein the morning.I am waiting.So are you.Will you rememberyour creationmade of trust...

Taffy by Josh Young

Taffy My heart is salt water taffy. Salty, sweet, sticky. Comes in a colorful box often found in the bargain bin of a gift soft...

Three Poems by Isabel Roby

Tyrant-Poem IWe will shake our bodies like animals abandoned in the forest,and the moon will sing lullabies for thedead;the dead who were mine and did...

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One Poem by Charlotte Van Schaack

Writing On The Wall   Even with the fear of haunted place, everyone is trying to become a ghost.          As in the paid...

One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on...

Three Poems by Mary Whitlow

Cloth & Sun    Chaos greets me at the door—   broken things swirl,   dust motes through worn curtains,   a breath before the next bruise.   You coil like an old cobra,   fangs...
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