Home Poetry - Year III - Number 16 - September 2018

Poetry - Year III - Number 16 - September 2018

    THIS IS MY EVENING by Diarmuid ó Maolalai

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    THIS IS MY EVENINGby Diarmuid ó Maolalai Israel and Palestine. I had put the goldfishin a small tank by the windowand had named them(some joke)Israel and Palestine.they didn't know the joke.they lived togetheras good a life...

    RENAMED by Tom Laichas

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    RENAMED by Tom Laichas  At the Edge of Air When the newborn inhales the Breath, flesh and clay still comingle.Between earth and this new animal, there’s no hard edge. The infant wonders where skin ends, where world begins....

    COMFORT IN A THEORY by Mark Taksa

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    COMFORT IN A THEORYby Mark Taksa Comfort in a Theory The watering can I hold over a daisyis dry. Waiting for my neighbor to appearin her window, I pose. The pocket of my shirthides the ripped...

    THE RIVER IN SUMMER by Iain Twiddy

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         THE RIVER IN SUMMERby Iain Twiddy    Leaf-fallsThe trees are squandering their leaves,crisp red and gold notes, thin as smoke,backed by a huge blue bank of sky.They pile up, add to the childish stashI would kick...

    ROAD TRIP by Sarah Sherwood

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    ROAD TRIPby Sarah Sherwood A Wild Place I come from a place quite untouched by fame,Where waters flow, quiet and pure.In this place, there’s no conquest to claim.The people are safe and secure. I come from a...

    IDENTITY by Jan Wiezorek

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         IDENTITYby Jan Wiezorek   IdentityWho knows that he’sa young male,though all muscleand inbred so muchas to make problemsmanaging identity.He hears tree frogsclick open the legs   of a wetland.No one hearsthe swan unfolding her neckagainst bills sucking...

    HAPPINESS by Andres Mesa

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    HAPPINESSby Andres Mesa   HappinessNo one wants to talk about happiness.One would expect,Since there’s so little of it to go around,People would clamor to hearof the twenty peopleIn the heartlandwho found their true lovestoday.Some solitary academicfinally...

    CITY DEER by Darren Demaree

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    CITY DEERBy Darren Demaree     CITY DEER #13there is play in emerging from the trees to consume to raise your head to bat  your ears against the quiet that will always raise a head to meet...

    NEGLECT by Katherine Carlman

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    NEGLECTby Katherine Carlman     My goodness ... the ache of it     Little breaths, shallow thingsLike those tiny puddlesWe used to avoid after a quick rain.There’s not enough oxygen.The air has gotten thin(Or my lungs have gotten thick)My...

    IT’S THAT KIND OF DARK by Kate LaDew

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    IT’S THAT KIND OF DARKby Kate LaDew  it’s that kind of dark exactly like in those silent films, when the man tenderly puts his arm around the woman’s back, under her knees,lifts her white and black...