Home Poetry - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

Poetry - Year III - Number 13 - May 2018

    A DUAL PERSPECTIVE by Patrick Erickson

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    A DUAL PERSPECTIVEBy Patrick Erickson   A DUAL PERSPECTIVEDoes the edge of gloryreally work?Are you skittish?Are you skirtingthe edgewalking the walktoeing the line?Does it glowlike the glowwormlike its doubleits wormholeits twinlike those lighting stripsthat direct youdown...

    AS MEN by Talon Florig

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    AS MENBy Talon Florig As MenAs men we are taught that a woman’s walls are to be conquered, their gates to be crashed. We learn that only in the thrill of the hunt will we...

    THE INCESSANT PRAYER by Olga Kawecka

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         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 gargoylesAt this...

    DEAR HERON by Danielle Hanson

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    DEAR HERONBy Danielle Hanson Dear Heron You have grown tired of my presence.I am a ghost haunting the wrong house.You are the knowing inhabitant of my ineffectiveness.I am what happens in the hour when clocks fall...

    SUNRISE KID by Ross Jackson

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    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 on his pistol, fires one outa messy shot which dries...

    NAVEL by Edward Lee

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    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. NAVEL Every time,without fail,before they make love,she picks fluff from his navel;there...

    L’ARUME DA LLISBOA por Jose Manuel SÁNCHEZ

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    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 bon llugar-díxome ella-,pa decatasede que de xemes en cuanduye posiblealgamar...

    SUNWASHED AND WASTED by John Sweet

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    SUNWASHED AND WASTEDBy John Sweet a beautiful failure like dogs runningthrough frozen fields like february sunlight ondirty ice blue skies cut by powerlines anddying gods left where they lie abandoned factoriesand empty warehouses this is the place meaningless words castingdistorted shadows...

    MY PANTRY by Rikki Santer

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    MY PANTRYBy Rikki Santer My Pantry Crowded with shelves it knows how to shelvecanisters of worry that pretend to be hermetic and brave. Good at orderly conductbut bad at assortment and prayer. When you gingerly open its louver...

    AT HALF-PAST TEN by Souzi Gharib

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    AT HALF-PAST TENBy Souzi Gharib  J.F.K. In Massachusetts, Brookline, an ailing childWas born to an ancient Irish clan,A lineage of kings, heroes and bards. For History and English he had a flairBut he had a date with...