Poetry - Year II - Number 7 - Volume I - June 2017

    SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIES

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    SIMPLE PLEASURES ELUDE ME LIKE FIREFLIESBy Shirley Jones-Luke  Simple Pleasures Elude Me like Fireflies Joy flits away in the moonlight,solitude is the crystal tears of starsdropping...

    AS OF NOW – By Jim Hanlen

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    AS OF NOWPoems by Jim Hanlen As of Now I've just gotten used to wherethe creek and stone belong.They found their place a long time ago.

    THE MAN-UNKIND BLUES #1 – By Henry Reneau

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    THE MAN-UNKIND BLUES #1By Henry Reneau      Anne Waldman If you turn the Goddess to stone, don't be surprisedif she doesn't bleed.                                                                                 —Andrea Potts

    TOURNÉE DU CHAT NOIR – By Susan Cossette

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    TOURNÉE DU CHAT NOIRBy Susan Cossette Tournée du Chat Noir It is a suitable night for lost souls.The Swiss Guard, clad head to toe in goldLead...

    LULLABY ON WEST 133rd – By Laurel Kaye

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    LULLABY ON WEST 133rdBy Laurel Kaye Lullaby on West 133rd The plane collides and you arriveto murmurs of hyphenated welcomein the halls of terminal 4There was...

    THANKSGIVING – By Obi Nwakanma

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    THANKSGIVINGBy Obi Nwakanma Thanksgiving It is the seventh month, and theUvene fruits are ripe again  -The wild berries, plump with juice;The breadfruit, and the gourds are...

    FORBIDDEN LOVE – By Ray Fenech

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    FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Ray Fenech Forbidden LoveWhen they made love the first timeHe never thought she’d walk away;In his mind it was: until death do us apart.When she wiped his...

    LOVE IN A WAR TIME – By Jeton Kelmendi

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    LOVE IN A WAR TIMEBy Jeton Kelmendi Love in a War Time Sometime I want them to happenThese thingsDifferentlyFor example, a heavy fog fell in me,Until...

    CAPRICCIO – By Maureen Eppstein

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    CAPRICCIOBy Maureen Eppstein  Capricciofor no reasonIl capro, the goat on the hillsudden, unpredictable change, as of one's mindhip-hobble, hip-hobblesomersaultscartwheelssunlight on white daisieson the verge of a city street, a dusty sunflowera garden planted...

    SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHT

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    SOME LIVING STRUCTURE IN THE UNDERLYING THOUGHTBy Carol Frith Lepidopteron A mourning cloak butterfly flashing winter maroonemerges from the creek willows, its dark...