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Poetry - Year III - Number 10 - November 2017

    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...

    SOME NIGHTS by Dianne Moritz

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    SOME NIGHTSBy Dianne Moritz SIX Teasing the dogBack behindThe chicken yardTo distract myselfFrom loneliness,Stench of the farm,Uncle’s mongrel seizedMy thin wrist and bit.My cries were smotheredIn...

    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...

    THE LION by Lowell Jaeger

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    THE LIONBy Lowell Jaeger The Lion While huffing my way up switchbacksof a treeless rocky trail, I’ve sensedthe presence of something watching.I’ve stopped, held still in...

    BRAVO OU MANSO de Pierre Sotér

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    BRAVO OU MANSOde Pierre Sotér     Full MoonOctober third, two thousand seventeen,the air is fresh and clean, the Moon is full,I look at it, I’d like to fill its pullwhile I see it’s light...

    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...

    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.

    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...

    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...

    SUMMER NIGHTS by Jacquelyne Nemeth

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    SUMMER NIGHTSBy Jacquelyne Nemeth Alaska Don't say you love me. You don't love me if you don't know that my favorite smell is when it rains...