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Poetry - Year III - Number 10 - November 2017

    BOHEMIAN BANKER by Thomas Locicero

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    BOHEMIAN BANKERBy Thomas Locicero Bohemian Bankerfor T.S. Eliot You boast of virtuosity,yet find yourself in dubious alleysdressed like a banker so as not toplay the part of a poet or of abohemian because you are not...

    ABOUT PATIENCE by Glen Sorestad

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    ABOUT PATIENCEBy Glen Sorestad  Crow Ruckus As we near one of the crescent condos, the black racketgrows in intensity. Since it’s Sunday morning, I aminclined to think it a crow-devised invocation, akinto the urgent clamor of...

    FIVE CITY POETS FROM A CENTURY AGO by William Ruleman

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    FIVE CITY POETS FROM A CENTURY AGOTranslated by William Ruleman THE CITY’S GODBy Georg Heym He squats on a block of houses, black in mood.The winds have settled, surly, round his brow.He sees, enraged, how in...

    BEAR MARKET by Francisco Mejia

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    BEAR MARKETBy Francisco Mejia TRAJECTORY TO LOMBARDI’S, 1905 King Darius’ armies baked your ancestors upon their shields,mouths reeking of cheese while suppressingBabylonian revoltsand Nebuchadnezzar III. Did Celaeno not foretellthe blood guiltof Aeneas and his men,guilt driving them...

    ORIGAMI AND SWEATERS by Kennie Romero

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    ORIGAMI AND SWEATERSBy Kennie Romero Yextla, 1970 Once upon a timeYear 1970, in a Mexicanvillage tucked in the foldsof corn and poppy fields,abuelito threatened a witchfor putting incantations on abuelitawho laid in bed near oblivion’s curtain...

    LUNAE LUMEN by Sara Pridmore Bailey

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    LUNAE LUMENBy Sara Pridmore Bailey  Vix Satis The world is made of broken pieces:Broken bodies, broken minds,Broken spirits, broken dreams.Collect all the pieces.Take your timePutting it all back together.The cracks will always be there.Some wounds never...

    FORGIVENESS WEARS NO CROWN by Richard Weaver

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    FORGIVENESS WEARS NO CROWNBy Richard Weaver Winter Solstice: A Sermon The moon shifts its fixed position.What it has done for whatever reasonits shadows are left behindand a question remains:should math determinewhat rises unfathomed?Beyond number? Past silence?Meantime,...

    EMPTY HOLLOW HEARTS by George Gad Economou

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    EMPTY HOLLOW HEARTSBy George Gad Economou Empty, Hollow Hearts all you've ever neededwas to get out of the rain;silent moments in the storm,stars making grand promisesto empty walls. from far away a laughter soft,moans from the uninhabited...

    DESPERATE SEEKER by Gary Beck

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    DESPERATE SEEKERBy Gary Beck Misstep For thousands of yearsman's biggest challengewas a steady food supply,energy exertedto feed family.Then profit reared its headawakening the insecureto paths of acquisition,unsated hunger for morecontrolling interaction,erasing tribal tieswith mediums of exchangeat...

    WINTER’S TALE by Timothy Robbins

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    WINTER’S TALEBy Timothy Robbins  Wichita7 miles above Wichita,19 years from Julie saying,“If he breaks your heart,he’s dead meat.” And methinking, “Who eatsmy heart, eats lean meat.”How to convert years tomiles? The equation is longerthan the...