Home Poetry - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

Poetry - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

    AMERICAN IN BRAZIL by David Lee Garrison

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    AMERICAN IN BRAZILby David Lee Garrison Last Look, Lisbon, 1965 The troopship was leaving Lisbonfor the war in Angola,its deck covered with soldiersgazing back.  Heavy sun...

    MAKING LOVE by George Payne

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    MAKING LOVEby George Payne Making Love the way astarving coyoteneeds the Mooncrimson &skeletalyour handswere needed  Simplehands  risingon thechest

    AS CINZAS DO SOL by Rosangela Batista

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    AS CINZAS DO SOLby Rosangela Batista   As Cinzas do SolCegam o céu;Secam o sal de Pernem.Dão bocadinhos à luaDe açafrão e cal.Cai, cai pó-ente,    Põe cinzas d’ouroNos tetracantos da mente.Cinzas da ÍndiaSerpenteiam em minhas águas:Brindes...

    EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNING by Jack E Lorts

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    EPHRAM PRATT REMEMBERS TWISTING & TURNINGby Jack E Lorts  Ephram Pratt Speaks of Whispering Quiet the noiseof the carburetor, or is it a...

    LIN by John Sweet

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    LINby John Sweet  the captain, the sinking ship and we will do something orbetter yetwe will do nothingand the lawns will all be green

    SOUTHERN RAINS by Fabrice Poussin

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    Gnawing at the Flesh Teeth gnaw at the flesh belowhungry to erase what was once sweet. There is a throbbing beatingat the rhythm of a dying...

    WITH A GUITAR by Mark J. Mitchell

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    WITH A GUITARby Mark J. Mitchell  A SURBURBAN SEER’S MORNING DREAM Her morning dreams sprouted flowers with namesinscribed on each petal. They bloom. No fruitemerges, but...

    IMMORTALITY by Manuel Madera

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    IMMORTALITYby Manuel Madera  ImmortalityConfessions last—       The snow plummets to    The nameless ground we  Have crossed and hopped        Along the sidewalk of evermore   We stroll and skate       I did not...

    PULL OVER by Peter Mladinic

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    PULL OVERby Peter Mladinic Pull Over Pull over in daylight.Take the exit ramp.Pull over. I need to tell you something.Pull into the rest area, please.

    THE SHALLOW by Ambrose Gibbs

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    THE SHALLOWby Ambrose Gibbs  The shallow earth to live for what life is worth, for the birth of a child in this wild society full of poverty to be...