Poetry

THE WAY OF TIM ASHPoems by Timothy Robbins The Way of Tim Ash You have a way of appearing, the chorus ina Satyr Play. The night before my hernia repairyou look better than you have in...

FALCONA poem by Shola Balogun Touch my lips with your tail, enthralling troubadourAnd renew your ties twice nowWith my triangular elements.No winding muse can measure your flightStill even with all the wisdomFrom the far east...

END OF WINTERPoems by Gloria Monaghan End of Winter recognize me if you canyou who were made before I was unmade (Canto VI) I am in the third circle of rainand there is also snow, which barely...

LADY ON A LENSBy William C. Blome A BLUEBEARD BRIEF LAMENT Roses no sooner get centered in my fireplacethan they send out a fragrance of hesitation,some wispy girl a-stumbling down the staircaseas if it were a...

MR. ÉTIENNE HEIFARABy Kimo Armitage Mr. Étienne Heifara is sad that he left Tahiti on bad terms with his siblingsNight is an old woman with a canepoking the sun to come out.Mosquitos fill my childhood...

POEMSBy Patrick Hurley ***there is no port of entrywhat atlas charts thesesaturnine territories?ingress is a dangerous fictionradioactive particlesare ubiquitoustoxic energies fix our hopesbut only choice computes  ***these voices are not frenchand this is no paradisetry for...

MARTYRDOM IN THE EASTBy George MooreMartyrdom in the EastThe more hateful was the cruelty, which spared not so tender an age, the greaterin truth was the power of faith which found evidence even in...

TO A CELLAR SPIDERBy Elizabeth Vignali   Reflection in the Window at the RedlightHis transparent hands liftpockets of blanknessand set them alight, brightflames birthed in reflection.This methodical heft and liftand flick of the red Bic lighteris...

GREEN MEDITATIONBy Changming Yuan   ThicketStanding straight against the frozen skyYour skeletons are the exquisite calligraphyOf the seasonYour name is writNot in waterBut with wind  VentifactingA fact of fictionA fiction of factCarved with the invisibleChisels of the...

DESPITEPoems by Gideon Sinke      DespiteI had a string of loversunder whose coversI thought I could hide.I condemned myselfto romance and lovehard and soft placeslong and smiley facesand in you I could confide.With you I was...