Poetry - Year V - Number 35 - April 2020

    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 people die. Their small gamesend sharply. A hasty burglar slips....

    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 the doors will be kicked inand the children draggedout into the streets the votes...

    EXHALE by Diane Webster

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    EXHALEby Diane Webster  DEATH BURIED Plastic tulips and silk rosespretend they grow aroundmy parents’ gravestone. Still not allowing themtruth after all these yearsdead in the groundin their forever-home caskets. Stone-faced names chiseledlike Russian smilesin black and white photosof...

    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 know           I did not   Whether true...