Home Poetry - Year IV - Number 20 - January 2019

Poetry - Year IV - Number 20 - January 2019

    I DO NOT LIE IN ’T, YET IT IS MINE by Dane Myers

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    I DO NOT LIE IN’T, YET IT IS MINEby Dane Myers If my dead grandpa, a kindly and devoted Republican farmer, were to visit the living   he’d first ask about black angus and alfalfa…      then the weather…         and...

    EYELASH by Glen Armstrong

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    EYELASHby Glen Armstrong   Eyelash It is not strange enough.Nor beautiful enough to discuss.At length in the museum’s coffee shop.I’m remembering it differently.The bees both threaten.                                                                     And reinvigorate the landscape.The sky looks like paper.Another skinny girl.Makes a wish...

    PARISIAN PHOTO BOOTH by Mary Shanley

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    PARISIAN PHOTO BOOTHby Mary Shanley Parisian Photo BoothIn the metro station,she was playing a sawlike it was a cello. It sounded like a theramin.The photo booth wasjust feet away.  Lisa and Icrammed into the singlespace and...

    NEW WORLD by Doug Sutton-Ramspeck

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    OLD SALTby Christina Petrides Old Salt Flushed from alcohol, wind and weather,And grooved from age,The woman clutches her fishing rod and glares at the sea.It twinkles back at herAnd crashes unconcerned into the rocks below. Barista There’s a...

    ORANGE CAT by Mark Jamieson

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    ORANGE CATby Mark Jamieson   She Could BeShe would be the proof in the pudding,Once beyond the should not or shoulding.Ever always, that one stitch in time,Willing and able, to save other nine.Her manner, sweeter more...

    ILLUMINATING POETRY by Judith Simon Prager

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    ILLUMINATING POETRYby Judith Simon Prager Illuminating Poetry A candle, held up to the unknown          to fathom, or to pray against, what darkness holds.A lighthouse searchlight,          reaching out to assess the terrain          and find, in all that is, the similars...

    ART by Aditya Shankar

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    ARTby Aditya Shankar Art A birdwove its nesttirelessly withbeak and wing,twig and grass,tweet and silence, deepinside the forest. A nest, demolishedand rebuilt, till it becamewhat the bird desired. It did not matter that the nestwas never titledor signed, spoken aboutor adulated. It hung there, a...

    AND SO I BELIEVE by Clark Holtzman

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    AND SO I BELIEVEby Clark Holtzman And So I Believe A stranger stood next to me at the city zoo. I had stopped at an exhibit of sand and boulders, limbs and brush. It appeared to...

    MANOR by Ann Pedone

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    MANORby Ann Pedone Manor Particles of lightStrain to the seenIn the shadows of his heart. He knows her faceTaqstes her lips—Sun wrenched in the sky of her longing forThe sightHimInside—the inside of herGrowing upon t he sight...

    KELP LASER by Daniel King

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    KELP LASERby Daniel King Anyon Ethos So I will Preserve; so I will DestroyAn anyon is my soul; and as a boyHoneyed is your clayMy plan is advancing dharmaThose times I am hailed as Rama. Pray. So...