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Poetry - Year VI - Number 45 - February 2021

    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...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    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 shall journey to an Eden of harmony and magical beginningsMy...

    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...

    WANTING by Lynette Thorstensen

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    Mythic Proportions my mother wanted a life writ largea life of shattering revelationsa long way from where she was bornand although she found all too briefly her fifteen minutes of fameshe never recovered from this...

    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 in repetitionas...

    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 stands inside my head.The signs and...

    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...