Poetry - Year IV - Number 21 - February 2019

    THE LOST RIVER by Jane Varley

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    THE LOST RIVERby Jane Varley Hummingbirds The varmint squirrel dropped a gnawed          pinecone like a grenade out of a fir tree                    and a hummingbird turnedmy ear inside out,          rapidfire thrum of tiny bones.                              Time machine of thought: Someday you will have...

    WHAT SHE NEEDS by Sophie Chen

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    WHAT SHE NEEDSby Sophie Chen SHAMEFUL GOODBYESShe gave you all she hadinterminable affectionday to night fondnessa bundle of peaceon nights you canhardly think straightthe after hourswhere even tequilacouldn't calm your angstyet youeradicated her souldisfigured her...

    BRAND OF BROKEN by Madison Smith

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    BRAND OF BROKENby Madison Smith brand of broken They will tell you it’s nature, not nurture. The disorders and the diseases. Because the list of                          Bad Things That Need Fixed grows (and they know you’re sensitive about it).Generational,...

    BIG TIME by Dave Nielsen

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    BIG TIMEby Dave Nielsen Time’s Up To see how beautiful a single rock is,to put one in one’s yardby crane, by a teamof workers.The beginning of time—set off by a flowerbed!Look at the children next to...

    THE LAW OF SILENCE by David Dephy

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    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

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    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

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    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

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    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

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        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

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    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...