Poetry
Poem – Inward Images (By Robert Beveridge)
Inward Images Your hair hangs thick and tangled over the soft cheek its ridge of bone smoothed by years of smiles the blonde ends brush your nose, glis- ten with perspiration, cover the curve of half your lips so set, ...
Poem – I Too Shall Marry (By Wafula p’Khisa)
Once they spot me All my bakoki disappear Like dew in the morning sun Pledging to see their halves Or take children on rounds Leaving me desperate. I too shall marry because I disgraced not my uncle To curse me ...
Poem – The Stop & Shop Strike (By Robert Ronnow)
The Stop & Shop Strike The Stop & Shop strike v. Game of Thrones. In Game what’s not made plain is the condition of the people compared with warriors and queens. There is no mention of land-clearance, tree-felling, pruning, chopping, ...
Poem – Site (By Austin Alexis)
A pile of leaves, a hissing clump of dark greens and crisp browns, sliding along a sidewalk, swirling in a wind gust, propelled in a circular momentum, created for three seconds a glimpse into existence at its most fundamental, its ...
Poem – LIFE AFTER DEATH (By Ray Gallucci)
LIFE AFTER DEATH (One Day in Pompeii) We walk the stones of Pompeii Where grooves from chariots live And try to fathom that day When Mt. Vesuvius heaved. The mountain belched now and then Whenever Vulcan saw fit To blow ...
Poem – Daily Paper on the Lawn (By Donal Mahoney)
Daily Paper on the Lawn An hour before dawn the paper is out on the lawn white in the moonlight a trumpet dozing after a long night in a jazz bar tired from playing but willing to play a last set for me not knowing ...
Poem – THE ESTHETICS OF SELF (By Peter Taylor)
THE ESTHETICS OF SELF Against the horizon, you must always consider three skies: the one you see, the one you think about, and the one that's really there. Our illusions falter on an edge we prefer to imagine, a definition ...
Poem – Bears Starving in the Woods (By Donal Mahoney)
Bears Starving in the Woods Long article in the paper this morning stops Tim from gobbling his bacon and eggs. Bears are starving in the woods. Too many cubs, too little food. There’s a plan to feed them. But no plan ...
Poem – Misanthrope at Sunset Manor (By Donal Mahoney)
Even as a child Charles couldn’t forgive other children not for something they had done but rather for who they were. They were inferior and couldn’t help it, his parents both agreed. Charles couldn’t stand any of them. This continued his entire life. Charles almost married a woman he ...
Poem – WINTER’S REPRISE (By Joseph Cavera)
WINTER'S REPRISE (By Joseph Cavera) I see ways gray days of frost form within I see the expressions of people worn thin I see the frozen flakes fall coldly slow I see the winter winds seep and rise I see ...
