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Only the Forest Remembers by Andre F. Peltier

Only the Forest Remembers Only the forest remembersand us.The sturdy, low boughsheld us in our youthas we climbed.The upper twigs swayedand bent in the wind.From...

Two Poems by Faith Cotter

for a leucistic barred owl One afternoon, I found a snow-white barred owl lying prostrate atthe base of a pine tree.She was the most solemn,most...

Five Poems by Ellen Aronofsky Cole

The Swarm 1.The buzz comes again this morning,too familiar, a tingling in my buttocksand back, my middle, my ribs.Bees inhabit my body. A poet I know...

The Other Side of Mind by Henry Crawford

The Other Side of MindEven as you’re trying to decide where to break this lineI’m right hereguiding this morning’s coffeedown the twisting tubesof your...

Three Poems by Heather Bruce Satrom

Three Poems Written North of Baltimore Floating in the North Branch of the Patapsco River on an Afternoon in May It wasn’t even June when the...

Two Poems by L Lois

The Picture there was a manwaiting under the eavesat the bathhousewhen I walked byhis camera slung around his neckcounting on the silvery blueof the oceanand...

Two Poems by Don Krieger

In the BeginningWe in Americawake to the horror,1200 dead, 200 abducted,Israel poised to destroyas God did to Sodom.We swear: “Never forget”or: “Free Palestine”or...

Two Poems by Allan Ebert

Happy Birthday, Old Man! Every birthday I weigh less. I’m down to the last hole on my belt. There’s more hair in the clothes dryer, than...

Three Poems by Michael Gushue

Turning ElegyLeaving is all we have.It’s your not being here speaking.Leaving the door ajar, the tableswept—turning into something less than comfort. What did you...

Two Poems by Jim Smith

Eating the Sun At the Alburgh VT eclipse festival, children sit at a picnic table drawing the sun with black crayons. A dragonfly brushes my...

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Infinity by Faith Cotter

Infinity She dragsherself outfrom within quick shallowbreathsand stands tilts her head opensher mouth hears the earthan echoing tomb and how does she knowwhat a tomb is this woman withouta...

Beach by John Huey

Beach I used to walk, back in my long walking days, down a wonderful promenade, just across from my usual hotel on the beach, all...

Two Poems by Paul Schaeffer

THOUGHTS ON THIS FRIDAY NIGHT  I went to the Chabad House For Shabbat services and dinner They sing with passion The men locked arms I still can’t help but...
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