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A Poem by Alan Abrams

To a Lover, Foolishly Abandoned Years Ago, For Her Birthday in Early April What I wish for you: sunrise, with just the right number of...

Four Poems by John Monagle

BLACKOUT I know you are cold,motionless under covers holding the warmthso that freeze won't seep into your skin.I know you are cold,on the sofa under...

Easter Eve in Philadelphia 1963: For My Sisters by Bernardine (Dine) Watson

On the nightbefore the resurrection,four little girlsare seated aroundthe dining room tablea rainbow of chocolatesand twice as sweet. Sisters, they gather to performa family sacrament--turning...

Two Poems by Dreama Frisk

Sister in the Groves In the darkness of an early morning,In the chill of a tropical winter,My car trails the work busAlong narrow, sandy roads. The...

The Rusalka’s Dance by Elizabeth Stevens

I watch him from my waters, wondering at what his thoughts may be. He cuts at reeds along my riverbanks, his sickle an arc of whistling air,...

A Poem by Michele Keane-Moore

To My Entangled Quark Shall we sit a moment To sip our jasmine tea and enjoy Being in the same room At the same table with its flowered tablecloth? Sun...

a short party for strangers on the Serengeti by Timothy Hudenburg

bore more bone marrow lessons now here plant neither nor animal either or lessons here now nowhere amongst omnivores creatures just beginning to assert their dominance T. M. Hudenburg is glad this...

Awareness: Three Variations on a Theme by Cliff Bernier

Imagining Imagine light unpeelinglike appleskin,or a cloud of crowscircling,from a woodland pondreflectingtrees aboveregarding me with wonder,imagining me. Awakening See morning unpeellike an orange,loop the merry-go-round sun andonceagainchurn...

Four Poems by Gregory McGreevey

Lightning Bugs Branched bogs, a curiously quietafternoon, rapt, mad with heat.We keep throwing rocks, despitethe moans, the pleas,still,after cursing turns to begging,untillightning bugs dot the...

Two Poems by Chris Biles

Etched protectedand unprotectedpartsmake the wholemake the art pour on the acidthe chemicalsfeel the burnfeel the boiling consumptiondepletiondestruction or just watch it from beneath the quiet balmof secrecy and...

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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...

Two Poems by Isabelle Foster

This Little Slice of Life This little slice of lifewhere morning mango melts on the tipof your tongue so used to the tasteof sweet-sounding birds...
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