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Poetry - Year VI - Number 45 - February 2021

    IN DEFENSE OF ISRAEL by Regina Saad

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    Struggle of the Jewish PeopleBy Regina Saad The crack of the afikomen:The broken cracker symbolizing struggle.The struggle of the Seder finally ending. The rule to not ask dad any questions,For it will cause the anguished meal...

    THAT DAY by Girard Tournesol

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    Standing Dead I stand reckoningthe struggle of distance between me and standingdead timbers Tall slender mo’ai gray and silent I listenThe field to the wetlands hums Starburstsof stingers flit between wild flowers I hear voicesfrom...

    THEORY OF RELATIVITY by Abena Ntoso

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    Greetings to Hannah S. Jones Dear lovely daughter, Let us always expect full respect, nothing less.People will offer us much less at times,even hurl disrespect at uslike fire and ice. We have inherited tears. If you are able...

    BLOWN AWAY by Joan McNerney

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    Blown Away I'm gonna have lunch withthe sky. It's been way toolong since we got together. I'll run downstairs throughhallways into bursts of blue.Perhaps never return to work,words, paper clips, bookshelves. Who needs cash when there'sso much...

    CONTRAST by Brittany Male

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    Interstellar Head shavedand rounded likeits own planet.Colors swirling in bruiseslike the storm-pocksof Jupiter’s atmosphere.Safety tethersnestled underthe skin,keeping lifewithin reaching distance.A space suitslowly leaking air,the sound becomingfamiliar untilit is no longer heard.The impending releaseof all energyof...

    IT WILL BE OK, I LIED by Jessica Lorraine

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    He walks in here with a blank look on his face, stops in front of me and asks, ‘what’s wrong with you?” “Nothing.” I lie. He nods and walks away. Of course he buys...

    TRUTH by David Romanda

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    Look You don’t want your desperation to show.Neither do I. We already share something that runs deep.We have a foundationon which to build our Palace of Joy. Saying Sorry Under the right circumstancesI could, in theory, be...

    VOICELESS by Anna Kapungu

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    LETTERS FROM HOME In the deserted daysWhere the sun is my championAnd the blood thirsts for waterI tell the rays what I miss the mostHear my breathingSweat drip down my backMy hands cracked from the...

    SAUDADES by Daniela Vecchia

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    Samba From top of floatsI throw you flowersSway my hip in the airTurn my backTurn my headAnd send you a kiss:a hurtful kiss. Those were the last nights in NovemberIicks on my breastsDribbles in bedMayhem in...

    ERASE THE BROKEN THINGS by Sarah Stephens

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    Lie with me in this moment sink into the book of mewhere all my stories wait to be told. Take out the pagesand read– It’s not quite Spring here, where Winter lags in the heatand humidity...