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

POEMSBy Osip Mandelstam / translated by Don Mager Untitled Accept as gladness from my palmsA little sun and a little honeyAs the bees of Persephone directed. Not to be untied is an unmoored boat,Not to be heard...

NOT YOUBy Sandra Hosking Cricket Serenade Cricket sings his songWind carries it to TigerHer ear flicks then turns Dragonfly Why call it dragonIf it does not breathe fire?Heed its crushing jaw Joe Wears a Cape Joe wears a cape, superhero...

SHADOWGRAPH 144: FROM ONE CAVITY TO ANOTHERBy Sean Howard shadowgraph 144: from one cavity to another(poetry detected in claude cohen-tannoudji’s nobel physics lecture, 1997) ‘the orchestrated effort’: detuning the spheres! (chime waves.) ‘sequencing,’ eventide, bells summoning the stars… (macbeth’sred carpet.) hulled, light...

A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOUBy Danielle Hanson  Instructions on Stripping Take the rotten unused light of the moon,Add what the mirror sees when it is dark—Forgetting is lovely at night. Throw away all that...

   DREAM PATHSBy Denny E. Marshall   Spiral LongingFreedomIn DNAIn all of usImmuneTo evolution    Dream PathsI often wonder why dreams seem so realSome recalled most evaporate like frostMind has a failsafe what not to revealI often wonder why...

FEET ON UNSTABLE WATERSBy Anna Kapung    THE  RIVER                                                                                  The river is the same conceitedProceeds with its own eloquenceOpen in its clarity and influenceDark is its colour it has influenceIts licence to hold what it knowsIts prerogative...

MY FATHER’S DOG TAGSBy Billy Malanga My Father’s Dog Tags The name on my father’s brass dog tagsdoesn’t match his driver’s license.The gunfire caves filled with burning fleshand bloodshot south Pacific surfhad taken its toll. He...

MY FATHER’S DOG TAGSBy Billy Malanga My Father’s Dog Tags The name on my father’s brass dog tagsdoesn’t match his driver’s license.The gunfire caves filled with burning fleshand bloodshot south Pacific surfhad taken its toll. He...

POETRY TRANSLATIONSBy Len Krisak EUGENIO MONTALE:. . . BUT LET IT BE. THE BUZZ OF A CORNET . . . but let it be. The buzz of a cornet                  Converses with the bees that swarm the oaks.Inside...

TABLE-SCARFBy Mary Jane White ENVOI Having returned from beyond black bordersOver sundry riversI come to our final parting & bring at last that kiss the departed are freely granted& call out  wailing  above your absence Since separation forbids...