Home Poetry – Year V – Number 40 – September 2020

Poetry – Year V – Number 40 – September 2020

    A COLUMN OF SMOKE by Sally Sandler

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    A Column of Smoke ghosted west to the seaand I missed my off ramp like most of the otherswho prayed to the fire gods

    NOTICING WOMEN by Madlynn Haber

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    Noticing Women I am not the woman in the front row staring with adoring eyes at the poet,her husband, on the stage behind the podium, reading from his collection.

    SUNSHOWER by Zebulon Huset

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    Killing it, Cooking It Friday night the second month of high school—but we weren't thinking about school.It stole hours that we used to spend skating.All summer, every day, all...

    WOW by Boris Kokotov

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    A trap I have mixed feelings about what happened that day --following her out of curiosity,staying in her place for no reason except… Pity. Is it...

    POPULATION DENSITY by Gary Beck

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    Decay of Democracy The political charadein divided Americabecomes tenser dailyas issues, agendas, ambitionsrasp the public well-beingtrying to survivean irresponsible President,who tells the people‘there are good peopleon each side’when nazis...

    GOAL POSTED by Rebecca Dempsey

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    Goal posted There was nothing saiduntil my brothers saw it happen.They told Mum, who, shaking in rage,told the head nun about the bullying.More than bullied,small boys were grabbed, arms...

    NEON MARMALADE by Alex Hand

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    A stained glass imaginingFrom the third floor the treetops are filigree fine,emergent tendrils nod frantic nervousnessin the ethereal breath of a gossamer breeze.Lace leaves play like piano fingerscaught by ripples from whipish...

    TRAVEL ADVISORY by Mark Fleckenstein

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    TRAVEL ADVISORY Some days the world is a luscious peach.Others, a cold boiled potato. The differencebetween knowing what to do and doing itis four dollars. How you get there...

    I AM ALWAYS HUNGRY AND WANTING TO HAVE SEX by Yessica Klein

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    scooped smooth peanutbutter longing forthe surface that dressesthe newly foundworld of youclassified quietnesskindred galaxiesgradually collapsing intoeach other - does it matterto us that there wereother people to love?it took two to tango&...

    A NIGHT ALONE by Adelaide Shaw

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    A Night Alone It is a rain pinging, downspout gurgling, wind gusting, pines shushing, leaves swishing night. It is a game after game of solitaire losing night. It is...