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Poetry - Year VII - Number 51 - November 2021

    EQUUS by Fara Spence

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    Equus. We called him Equus, a black horse bucking inside a desert corral because he wouldn’t be broken. He was still feral, they said. Stubborn as a mule. Later we discovered a group of wild...

    NEAP SONG by Daniel King

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    Alnitak Kalki will come. Hundreds of years must pass.Kalki will come. We wait. Trapped we crave our son The far stars callLocked in local space Those kilns coax hardDark, this backlit box But walls will fall Kalki...

    I PRETEND NOT TO LOVE YOU by Viviana Viviani, Translated by Giuliana Barile, Angela...

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    . Fingo di non amarti by Viviana Viviani Fingo di non amartirispondo tarditi faccio aspettaremi sento scaltrase sbaglio appostail nome dell’altramostro indifferenzadistrazione e assenzadico: “stiamo insiemefinché stiamo bene,viviamo il presentesenza promesse”,sotto queste sciocchezzeda donna cresciutatengo nascostala...

    TO OUTLAST by Michele Parker Randall

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    To Outlast The last cigarette clutched at my fingers, stretchedmy lungs, and drew smoke into me, hide-n-seek- style. It’s been a while; my doctors tell me notlong enough, not lung enough, and quite frankly, I am fine...

    I WILL BE YOUR HERO by April McDermott

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    "I Will Be Your Hero"Fate gives us all pieces to make a puzzle of our life,They show us our love, our happiness, our strife.I had enough pieces for my own work of art,But I...

    AUBADE by Sofia Lemay

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    Aubade Deep in the thick of darknessOf the darkest nightStars laboring to shineEven through the veil of blacknessThe moon merely a sliver of lightNot strong enough to illuminateThe pathOf the lonely figures below And then,SuddenlySomewhere between...

    CREATE A PLAYLIST FOR THE PERSON YOU USED TO BE by Jess Burnquist

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    Create a Playlist for the Person You Used to Be It’s important to do this aloneon a partially cloudy day whennostalgia seeps its lightthough blinds in thinslices of bright demands. Don’t overthink--addsongs with longing, songslike time...

    PRIDE PARADE by James Orrock

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    Standley Chasm to Trephina Gorge, aerial view Sun glissades a minute crack in timeas cycads fizz in slotted space andmilk-smooth dolerite boulders incubatein the yoked light and shade;from Cain to Kabul nature devours grace,we cannot...

    AWE by Bernadette Dickenson

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    Gilded words spill from her lips caressing me beckoning me to immerse myself in her pain I have no choice already I am swimming upstream with her sinking beneath the weight of her despair without...

    THE HUMAN PERSONIFIED by Michael L. Correia

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    THE HUMAN PERSONIFIED I stand meditatingAt the knotOn my Kentucky cherry wood antique tableCirca Andy JacksonIt looked like the image of an elderlyAmerican statesman of that dayHe sports darkened sideburn whiskers& stern, coal black penetrating...