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Passion at the Drop of a Bone

January 27, 2017 – 8:35 am | 4 Comments

Passion at the Drop of a Bone
by Meghan Tennison
Please, Arrest
my attention before i Faint
in your Holy presence
Cool down your hypnotic eye
i’m not ready for this
stormy abyss — Be Careful with …

Kikkoman

December 15, 2016 – 9:27 am | One Comment

Kikkoman
by Pat A Physics
All snow can grab your energy, your sound, your smell, your thoughts, your color, your movements, your observations and never give back a thing other than the …

Here & Then There

November 24, 2016 – 6:48 am | One Comment

Here & Then There
by Noah Gordon
From a built-in radio came the call:
“Please do not feed the sand-pipers
or the grazing mares.
Their bluffs are well-stocked
and maintained by professionals.”
I reached for her hand
and …

11:11

November 22, 2016 – 6:45 am | One Comment

11:11
by Frank Scarangello
She visits at 11:11
sometimes a.m. mostly p
A sudden haunting urges me
to look at a clock which must be digital.
Dropping by for just a moment
only at 11:11
the time, our …

Stow Away

November 20, 2016 – 6:39 am | One Comment

Stow Away
by Merl Bone
My memory tried
To erase you,
To wipe you out
Of every nook and cranny.
But, you are a stow away,
That swings on the cobwebs
Of my thoughts.

Of Ducks and Drakes

November 18, 2016 – 6:30 am | One Comment

Of Ducks and Drakes
by Kie Borsden
Such stones exist for simple pleasures,
sped across the surface of the sea—
hunted and claimed for their smooth finish
the years have laboured by calm and rage.
They …

An Astounding Perimeter

November 16, 2016 – 12:44 pm | One Comment

An Astounding Perimeter
by Richard King Perkins II
It’s not a dream
but a slightly bygone world
covered in frozen mist.
Sparrows alight on the small shoreline
of an astounding perimeter—
a sanctum whispering in white.
I study …

Berberian Sinfonia/ Sliced-and-Diced from Aphasia to [Inflectional Hints of] Eternity

November 10, 2016 – 5:07 am | One Comment

Algeria: Most Serious Threat of All?
by Cocteau
…les premieres elisions du jour nous furent telles que defaillances du language. –Chronique, St.-John Perse
 
She perfumed her breasts with rosewater. As certain.
As certain as …

HURT HAWK

November 2, 2016 – 9:28 am | One Comment

HURT HAWK
by Robinson Jeffers
The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder,
The wing trails like a banner in defeat,
No more to use the sky forever but live with …

Remarks and Responses; Mistranslations

October 22, 2016 – 5:59 pm | One Comment

Remarks and Responses; Mistranslations
by Thomas Pescatore
After all that was done. To make it right. Put out
in plain words. Carefully constructed.
Deliberate periods. Marked commas. Translated into
French. I sent in the email …

Plain Girl Pretty

October 1, 2016 – 7:01 am | One Comment

Plain Girl Pretty
by Donal Mahoney
Rose was a plain girl
from a small town.
She sang in the choir,
never missed Bible study,
left for the big city
after high school.
She worked nights
in a shanty diner
next …

The arch is smaller going east

September 30, 2016 – 5:55 am | One Comment

The arch is smaller going east
by Thomas Pescatore

St Louie from the opposite side

some bastard thing

the ground all

tore up

the river fortified

with food stand & drink

barricades

at the end of the chrome rainbow

a …

CRAZY CRAZY

September 28, 2016 – 7:20 am | One Comment

CRAZY CRAZY
by Marc Carver
There are a pair of pants on top of the small roof next to my toilet.
I know because I threw them there.
Sometimes people walk by
Talking about them
Like …

3rd Through 6th Grade

September 22, 2016 – 8:52 am | One Comment

3rd Through 6th Grade
by Jones LM

Mrs. Swails was fat and mean.
Mrs. Hartman was thin and sweet.
Mrs. Powers, I can only recall her name.
Mrs. McFarland  was my sixth grade teacher.

She looked like Rita Hayworth.
She combed my hair for …

Saginaw

September 20, 2016 – 5:49 pm | One Comment

Saginaw
by James Diaz

There was something I meant to tell you
something it took me years to figure out
how the body can get lost in the spaces of the spirit
how your own …

BORDER CHANT FOR THE WAYWARD

September 17, 2016 – 6:04 am | 2 Comments

BORDER CHANT FOR THE WAYWARD
by Matthew Phillips
Passport photos and foil-flecked pinwheels, hot exhaust splashing breath
against taco vendors and a German Shepard (well-trained, I imagine)—three
spins of the clock, a half-full bottle …

Elegy for a Dead Labrador

September 15, 2016 – 7:33 am | 2 Comments

Elegy for a Dead Labrador
by Lars Gustafsson
Here there may be, in the midst of summer,
a few days when suddenly it’s fall.
Thrushes sing on a sharper note.
The rocks stand determined out …

Settler’s Creek

September 11, 2016 – 10:41 am | One Comment

Settler’s Creek
by K Harvey
You’d been gone four months by then,
but we brought you along anyway.
On my back, you rested
riding inside a wooden box.
The idea was to lay you gently
at the …

The Fishermen at Guasti Park

September 7, 2016 – 5:05 am | One Comment

The Fishermen at Guasti Park
by Maurya Simon
In the first days of summer
the three elms, those slightly
opened fans, unfold
their shadows across the river.
Two dogs arrive exhausted,
tongues dripping, and settle
down near the …

Labor Day

September 5, 2016 – 7:50 am | One Comment

Labor Day
by Joseph Millar
Even the bosses are sleeping late
in the dusty light of September.
The parking lot’s empty and no one cares.
No one unloads a ladder, steps on the gas
or starts …

And We Are Hiding Now

September 4, 2016 – 7:54 am | One Comment

And We Are Hiding Now
by Natalie Crick
For some time they sat in the cornfield
And spoke like dull mice
About what would be done.
When the sun, a ruined fruit
Ripped the dilute garden …

Typing

September 2, 2016 – 6:31 am | One Comment

Typing
by Kie Borsden
While no minute can last forever,
(there is always one in each folded hour
to lend itself to me, and seamlessly
allow to be forgotten in the toll.
Where keystrokes force their …

CHECKPOINT US-2016

August 31, 2016 – 10:28 am | 2 Comments

CHECKPOINT US-2016
by Stefanie Bennett

… And there’s rain
On the rear-view
Mirror
One
Heart-beat
Away
From here.

The Cancer Port

August 26, 2016 – 8:23 am | No Comment

The Cancer Port
by Robert King
It’s called a port, a harbor, haven, home,
a city on the coast of my chest opened
for a passage into my heart—which we say
is where emotions live—and …

THE WORST POET IN THE WORLD

August 22, 2016 – 6:17 am | 2 Comments

THE WORST POET IN THE WORLD
by Marc Carver
Have you heard about the worst poet in the world
He tells people to F off on stage.
Goes to the mic drunk.
Makes fun of …

FOR A WEEK

August 18, 2016 – 7:09 am | One Comment

FOR A WEEK
by John D Robinson
My wife has gone away;
it’s only been a matter of
hours and I’m thinking
about masturbating and
smoking joints and
swallowing codeine and
the dog doesn’t want to
know me; she …

UNNAMED SPECIES

August 14, 2016 – 6:03 am | One Comment

UNNAMED SPECIES
by Matthew Phillips
Half-awake, scratching red mosquito bites on the inside
of my left ankle, swelling with aching water thoughts
while dawn chases fang-like cold from incisor mountains—
I feel like a bird-fish …

August

August 12, 2016 – 6:02 am | One Comment

August
by Lizette Woodworth Reese
No wind, no bird. The river flames like brass.
On either side, smitten as with a spell
Of silence, brood the fields. In the deep grass,
Edging the dusty roads, …

Fishing on the Susquehanna in July

August 10, 2016 – 6:01 am | One Comment

Fishing on the Susquehanna in July
by Billy Collins
I have never been fishing on the Susquehanna
or on any river for that matter
to be perfectly honest.
Not in July or any month
have I …

The Philosopher in Florida

August 5, 2016 – 9:58 am | One Comment

The Philosopher in Florida
by C. Dale Young
Midsummer lies on this town
like a plague: locusts now replaced
by humidity, the bloodied Nile
now an algae-covered rivulet
struggling to find its terminus.
Our choice is a …

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