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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...

    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...

    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...

    ORBIT by Aracelly Campo

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    Child by Aracelly P. Campo (a.k.a. Bones) Legends of the heavensTeach me the witchcraft of understandingThe Universe with a poetic verseIn the mystic arms of natureI...

    SPIRALS OF SOUND Lisa Molina

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    Spirals of Sound IIf One of us must dieI hope it is I.When I thought my son with leukemia was dead, I screamed at God,“Take me instead!”The wish still...

    ALL NIGHT by John Raffetto

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    VISITATIONTime becomes a pixilated memoryof bliss and bloodas the clock winds down.We pause to visit for a brief dazeas the foundation weakens while wonders compressinto petrified shadows a labyrinth of murky intrigueforgotten...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    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.