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Poetry - Year VII - Number 50 - July 2021

    MAPLE by Van Anderson

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    Birthday I was a gift to mother years ago,seventy-four, to be exact, and sheturned thirty-five the day that I was born.We keep close track and number years becausewe are the briefest segment, nano tickwithin the...

    HAPPINESS by Benjamin B. White

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    Happiness Neo-pagans kneelBefore the spiritualityOf natural cycles,Then drive their SUVsTo Michael’s Craft StoreAnd buy decorationsFor the insideOf their cavesWhere dysfunction behavesLike a north starTo guideThe ritualsOf individualsInto cultural practicesSo unbreakableThey become unbearableAnd loseTheir purposeIn the...

    HOME GROUND by Dale Cottingham

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    A Little History Watching the river in flood,each exhale huffing over the one before,its red, swollen reality waking imagination. Dismembered tree limbs,water logged, sodden, submerging,re-emerging for encores of helplessness, tumbling in the roiling flow.A tire, worn and...

    SEA AND SOIL POEMS by Steve Mentz

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    Sea and Soil Poems Of thirteen minds I swim past Whale Rock.Cold air leeches warmth from rotating armsThat plunge into grey-green sea with each stroke.Turning my chin, I count, and count again. Their beaks all point north,...

    CARDINAL SINS by Kushal Poddar

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    Cardinal Sins One cardinal cheepsNear your sinful pane,Open in summer wind, Near your bedpost failingTo disentangle the white shirtOf the other man. You wearThe black boxers, not yours. One sweeping finger can shiftA paradigm, alter a filterThe...

    COMING AND GOING by Roger D Anderson

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    The other is curiously appealingbut I have no intention of keeping itnewness fadesand I am not always a foolbut enticement does temptenough for an occasionalwhateverbut nothing morea rock is more precious thana beautiful blossomseparated from...

    NARCISSISM by W. Colin McKay

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    BeerHey, Bartender! Over here!I need another beer.I’m trying to write a poemin this crummy barbefore stumbling to my carand heading to a homewhere I’m forced to disappear.Can’t write without a beer. Narcissism He found himself while...

    ONLY STARS by Peycho Kanev

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    Only Stars When I look back,I always do itnot with a smile, but with astonishmenton my face. I remember the time,when I was little kid and thenthere still were old people who were from another...

    SEÑORITA BANTE! by Roseangelina Baptista

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    Bante! Assim te chamei. Entretanto, duvideique pudesses me ensinara arte de abraçar as coisascomo elas vêm para nós. Como o invernodesiste de sina estação das flores,eu desisti de tinaquele diade Martin Luther King. Para vir a entendernessa primavera,que...

    TIME by Eugenia Fain

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    TimeA fibonnaci poem TimeFadesIntoEternalWaves cascading inPools in which we are a pebble. A Rondel Poem When I do spy your lovely face,My heart leaps with joy,At your antics that are so coy.My pain leaves me without a...