Poetry - Year III - Number 10 - November 2017

    ABOUT PATIENCE by Glen Sorestad

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    ABOUT PATIENCEBy Glen Sorestad  Crow Ruckus As we near one of the crescent condos, the black racketgrows in intensity. Since it’s Sunday morning, I aminclined to...

    FIVE CITY POETS FROM A CENTURY AGO by William Ruleman

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    FIVE CITY POETS FROM A CENTURY AGOTranslated by William Ruleman THE CITY’S GODBy Georg Heym He squats on a block of houses, black in mood.The winds...

    THE FORREST by Omar Alexandre

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    THE FORRESTBy Omar Alexandre you can look and you can touch a guy gave me head todayand my next door neighbor saw us

    BOHEMIAN BANKER by Thomas Locicero

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    BOHEMIAN BANKERBy Thomas Locicero Bohemian Bankerfor T.S. Eliot You boast of virtuosity,yet find yourself in dubious alleysdressed like a banker so as not toplay the part...

    SUMMER NIGHTS by Jacquelyne Nemeth

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    SUMMER NIGHTSBy Jacquelyne Nemeth Alaska Don't say you love me. You don't love me if you don't know that my favorite smell is when it rains...

    ORIGAMI AND SWEATERS by Kennie Romero

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    ORIGAMI AND SWEATERSBy Kennie Romero Yextla, 1970 Once upon a timeYear 1970, in a Mexicanvillage tucked in the foldsof corn and poppy fields,abuelito threatened a witchfor...

    A BAG OF HANDS Mather Schneider

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    A BAG OF HANDSBy Mather Schneider A BAG OF HANDS Jalisco, Mexico. In a black plastic bagthey found them: 12 severed handsremoved from...

    ENAMORED by Susie Gharib

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    EVOLUTIONBy Eduardo Escalante  Evolution During the slow rollover of the morning,I order the garden plants.In my hands, several seeds.I hear the groaning of the earth,need to...

    EVOLUTION by Eduardo Escalante

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    EVOLUTIONBy Eduardo Escalante  Evolution During the slow rollover of the morning,I order the garden plants.In my hands, several seeds.I hear the groaning of the earth,need to...

    TRANSCRIPT by Mark Young

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    TRANSCRIPTBy Mark Young A line from Ada Lovelace (2) The way he ties his ties waytoo long is a science of itself,like hoisin sauce or miso....