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

    POETRY TRANSLATIONS – By Len Krisak

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    POETRY TRANSLATIONSBy Len Krisak EUGENIO MONTALE:. . . BUT LET IT BE. THE BUZZ OF A CORNET . . . but let it be. The buzz...

    VISITOR – By Sukrita Paul Kumar

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    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...

    IN LIMINE By Eugenio Montale, translated by Mary Jane White

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    IN LIMINEBy Eugenio Montale / translated by Mary Jane White IN LIMINE Delight, then—if the wind re-enter our conservatorybringing back to it, and to you, the...

    A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOU – By Danielle Hanson

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    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...

    THE RIVER – By Anna Kapung

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    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...

    THE BUG ON THE WALL – By Sam Kaufman

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    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...

    LOVE IS IN THE PROOF – By Dr. Peter Scheponik

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    LOVE IS IN THE PROOFBy Dr. Peter Scheponik Pond Song Today the pond has visitors, Canadian geese,an even dozen gliding across its rippling surface,the geese dip...

    A ROBIN IN WINTER – By Mark J. Mitchell

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    A ROBIN IN WINTERBy Mark J. Mitchell A ROBIN IN WINTER                             For John Lost as a bird in a snowbankpropped on drifts of...

    NAMELESS MOMENTS – By Harold Barnes

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    NAMELESS MOMENTSBy Harold Barnes   NAMELESS MOMENTSThis poemIs s proxyA placeholderFor every lapseIn my memoryIt representsThe fullness ofMy lifeA sum of allThe nameless momentsThat shaped meThe undersideOf the coinThe greater ofTwo evils    PARANOIDI fear these...

    INNOCENCE – By Shayna Boisvert

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       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...