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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...

    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...

    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...

    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...

    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.

    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...

    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...