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Poetry - Year V - Number 33 - February 2020

    IT’S NO PICNIC WHEN THE WORDS ONE SPEAKS ARE IMPELLED by Susan Sonde

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    IT’S NO PICNIC WHEN THE WORDS ONE SPEAKS ARE IMPELLED by Susan Sonde   IT’S NO PICNIC WHEN THE WORDS ONE SPEAKS ARE IMPELLEDby a hail  of white furyand to know that the psychic bruise,...

    SIDEKICK by Rikki Santer

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      SIDEKICKby Rikki Santer   Sidekick                             you are monocleyou are lap danceryou are cheeky sailor boyyou are lamb chopped sock            chocolate spell            sideways glance from hellyou are ghost terrorist            shy ingenue            personality in 60 secondsyou are...

    PERHAPS YOU UNDERSTAND by George Eklund

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    PERHAPS YOU UNDERSTANDby George Eklund  Perhaps You Understand I’ve done what I could do.If you want to mutilate me, then you will.I cannot row very far...

    THE CLASSICAL DEBT by Susan Ayres

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    THE CLASSICAL DEBTby Susan Ayres  THE CLASSICAL DEBT             we will never repay the debt we owe Greece.—Stephen Fry, Elgin Marbles Debate            ...

    TEARS OF SPADES IN AMERICAN BLUES by Mettamodernist

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    TEARS OF SPADES IN AMERICAN BLUESby Mettamodernist   Julia Dream,Dream of a key,A key to unlock all your doors I am your abyss, your good fix, your...

    APOLLINAIRE by Timothy Robbins

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    APOLLINAIRE by Timothy Robbins  Apollinaire This morning I read Apollinaire’s “Zone”and thought him silly. Meaningbeing a vagabond, his being a vagabond,it’s no surprise he wanderedalong silly’s crooked paths starting...

    DAYTIME TV by Ian Ganassi

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    DAYTIME TVby Ian Ganassi DAYTIME TV I used to wonderAbout Captain Kangaroo’s uniform;We knew Mr. Greenjeans had green jeans. You never know it’s...

    WHAT WILL BE by Daniel Senser

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    WHAT WILL BEby Daniel Senser  Watching My Roommate Sleep For Tom The old man snores like the windAnd the rumbling of rock-fall.What dream...

    OUTDOOR SHOWER by Katherine Carlman

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    OUTDOOR SHOWERby Katherine Carlman  Hollow Things  Like the shell of a chocolate hare, upon the slightest pressure from an eager child’s hand causes it to give...

    GLITTERING ROMANCE AND OPTIMISM by Benjamin Biesek

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    GLITTERING ROMANCE AND OPTIMISMby Benjamin Biesek  Glittering Romance and Optimism “After I had combed / the confetti from my hair” Ralph Sneeden