(SHADOWGRAPH 144: FROM ONE CAVITY TO ANOTHER)
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...
THE BUG ON THE WALL – By Sam Kaufman
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 PATHS – By Denny E. Marshall
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...
THE RIVER – By Anna Kapung
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 TAGS – By Billy Malanga
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...
VISITOR – By Sukrita Paul Kumar
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 TRANSLATIONS – By Len Krisak
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-SCARF – By Mary Jane White
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...
THE SURRENDER OF WILL – By John Grey
SMALL TOWN IN OHIOBy John Grey
There was a father oncewho raged from Maine to California,who must have figured only metal survives,so he would always be metal,backed up with fiststhick and hard as the stone...
INNOCENCE – By Shayna Boisvert
INNOCENCEBy Shayna Boisvert ParthenonEven within my youth, I sensed something...I recall when it came to meTucked softly into bedHow irresistibly comforting it felt To be tucked within the sheetsI nnocentSwiftly this would end...I no longertake for...