THE LAW OF SILENCE by David Dephy
THE LAW OF SILENCEby David Dephy
When a Poet
I am a firm believerThat as soon as a person stops lyingTo himself,He will be able to find someoneHe can trust unconditionally.And this someone is his own...
NE PLUS ULTRA by John Casey
NE PLUS ULTRAby John Casey
This
That momentYour sweet smileElevated meAsked for nothingWarmed my world-worn heartValidated my existence
The honest, nova-bright life of your eyesThat purest expression of a wantOnly to loveOnly meAnd I was overcome
A sublime,...
RED FOREST by Dmitry Blizniuk
RED FORESTby Dmitry Blizniuk
Red forest
You live in me.Every morning you come to my eyesFrom inside my head. They look like French windows –Their clear cast glass extends down to your feet.You stretch yourself on...
REDUCTION by Jonathan Dowdle
REDUCTIONby Jonathan Dowdle
RiffIn the rebound, resound,Where all thoughts go to drown,And we sleep beneath the sea,That buries us in echoes bleed;How are we to sleep or dreamBetween the stitch and the seam,Plucking grief from...
I ALMOST KNEW THIS by Frederick Pollack
I ALMOST KNEW THISby Frederick Pollack I Almost Knew This 1Love is a pleasant, working seaside town.Strangely, its major industriesare neither tourism nor fishing;it lives on gentrificationper se. There’s a small dock.Most of the residents camefrom...
EMILY by Luke Francis Beirne
EMILYby Luke Francis Beirne
I: Emily, February 14thThe wind started:blowing and gustingacross the ground,fresh snow coveredmost of the red.
Frayed strandsof a welcome matpoked through the snowat her feet.
Blinds hid most of the room.Bottles and cans...
SO BRIEFLY HERE by John Grey
SO BRIEFLY HEREby John Grey
THESE VACATION MEMORIESTourists trudge throughthe makeshift marketplace along the dock,inspect the obligatory merchandise:chess sets, shell necklaces,coconuts carved into faces."Very cheap," says one local after another.But the visitors have little time...
LETTER TO A YOUNG POET by Korkut Onaran
LETTER TO A YOUNG POETby Korkut Onaran
AFFINITIES
A starfish lives in a five-hour day,an octopus in October.Words are crawling all over me!‘Cheek’ sits on my cheek.
‘T’ is Christian, ‘t’ is born again.‘K’ is my name,...
HUMAN BEING by William Welch
HUMAN BEINGby William Welch
Untitled
“I’m not Rumpelstiltskin,” I said, joking,then realized how apt it was —that malicious imp coming nightlyto anguished girls, promising to spinstraw to gold, but for a price.
Imagine if he used...
WOULD THAT… by Margo Poirier
WOULD THAT...by Margo Poirier
WOULD THAT.....Would that answerscould come withthe same ease as breathingWould that peacecould come withthe same ease as falling asleep.Would that lovecould come withthe same ease as peeing.
CARLTON DAYS 1Living in the...