Poetry - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

SUNRISE KIDBy Ross Jackson Sunrise kid his line of sight between smooth creamvee of sugar gum’s double trunkwhiskers sprout radii of goldfrom puckered areola of sunpulls...

STRANGERS ON A TRAINBy James K. Zimmerman Midflight that old manbecause he can'tget his bag downfrom the overhead bin because he can'tunzip it...

AND THE WINDBy Kevin Gillam and the wind the wind blew through us. we were small thatday, there and not. sea was scuffed, frothed, whipped,

MY PANTRYBy Rikki Santer My Pantry Crowded with shelves it knows how to shelvecanisters of worry that pretend to be hermetic and brave....

LUSTBy Stephanie Daich Where’s Daddy “Where’s daddy,” his daughter cries through the night.“Where’s daddy,” his precious cries at first light.He had been there so often to...

OPEN UPBy Roger Singer OPEN UP  There was an unwillingnessof movement.A stretch like tree topsin a tempest.A few indistinguishable wordsslipped clumsily into the air.The visions were intangible;the onesyou think you...

NAVELBy Edward Lee MOURNING The trees outside my windoware weeping leaves,not in sympathyto the pain in my heartat your sharp sudden absence,but simply becauseautumn has fallen.

A SONNET TO MY HUSBANDBy Cassidy Manley  A Cancer Poem He died on a September dayBut you could sayHe died all yearOr forty sixIt rises from...

L’ARUME DA LLISBOApor Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ TIMES SQUARE Times Square.Marzu, 2017.La Hestoria convidomea chumar un treitu.La Hestoria,-díxome ella-fai tiempu que punxo’l so llaren Nueva York.Ye un...

     THE INCESSANT PRAYERby Olga Kawecka     All will be just for the better.Do not listen to the world,Whose speech is but a clatterFrom the hollows of Naught.2017    How the Gothic world laughs by its joking...