Poetry - Year II - Number 6 - March 2017

CAPITOL GAINPoems by Thomas Piekarski                                      Capitol Gain                                         While Monterey is magical, San Francisco                                amply sublime, Paris radiant, London wondrous                with resplendent cupolas, museums and bridges,Sacramento is the epicenter of modern progress.                   This Capitol is where it...

TIDES OF THE BODYPoems by Anne Whitehouse TIDES OF THE BODYBreath, shape-changer,the organs gently swaying in their fascial hammockslike the flora and fauna of an undersea world—the yellow of the small intestine,deep coral of the...

A DRY BREEZEPoems by Anwer Ghani   A Dry BreezeThat evening with its breeze has planted in my soul an unforgettable tales. I don't like crying and as any man, I wish to fall in a...

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...

THE MOONPoems by Natalie Crick Night They came out toWatch the moon,A chalky paleness in the sky,Wet from an evening’sSnow, gathering shadowsIn a field and hoarding them.Darkness waitedDimly in the trees,As a motherSlowly, slowlyWithdrawing a childFrom...

THE STATE OF THE STATEPoems by Tanner Harshman As Soon as Spring raspberry lipsstain printsupon lilac skinand the pollen windwells up eyesas bloodshotas the rose dressthat liesat her rooting feetand these allergiestend to compromiseeverything thatcoincideswith thoughtsconsisting...

REASONS FOR PARTINGPoems by Richard Fein REASONS FOR PARTING   They've found each other at last these voyagers.Her star is Virgo  and his is distant Andromeda.Diligent dream chasers for sure.Just a hug away in the  carbut the...

BEYOND THE BOUQUETPoems by Greg Moglia BEYOND THE BOUQUET I give her the bouquet with what I dare to call a loveShe takes it with a thanks, it’s lovely but then gets to workSnips away the...

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...

BROKEN HANDPoems by Camille Germain Asthma There’s been this gnat flying around my room for daysevery time I feel its pinprick of a body in my palmit vanishes, into, through, out of the thick heat stroked...