Poetry - Year III - Number 12 - April 2018

    BOARDER by Daisy Bassen

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    BOARDERby Daisy G. Bassen   The egg is balanced on the rim of the glass bowl.It fills the space my palm is meant to hold.The energy that will become the crackingLimns the shell. The moment cracksWith...

    ESPERANZA by Manuel Madera

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    ESPERANZAby Manuel Madera A Follower OF Desolation There is not muchI do when I thinkOf the birchesResting in the woods. Once in a whileThe breeze whistlesAt the breaking dawn,Whilst I am silent. I think very littleOf the colliding...

    MIDLIFE by Timothy Robbins

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    MIDLIFEby Timothy Robbins Midlife You go to bed early. The typewriter(which stutters) is locked in the closetfor fear it will write somethingbeautiful. It does anyway, clatteringon its own in the arms of all those emptyshirts, between...

    FREEDOM by Razmik Grigoryan, translated by Maro Ghukasyan

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    FREEDOM by Razmik Grigoryan, translated by  Maro Ghukasyan  When I understood                                                                   that the start of triumph                                                             is made on defeat,I let you goon the last day ofmy lost days.The morning hadn't woken up yet,and the Sun was...

    EQUINOX SWINGS by Anca Vlasopolos

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    EQUINOX SWINGSby Anca Vlasopolos  Equinox Swings you’d think equinox means scales perfectly balancedour tilting world for once in harmony yet the arc of sun over trees and water cuts itself thinnerthinner each day         while moon’s arc rises           ...

    FOR EMILY by Joe Murphy

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    FOR EMILYby Joe Murphy For Emily In Remembrance It seems your years were set too closely together:When one toppled, all the others fell. Shut the power off, you said. Enough. Your bodyQuickly shut down. Your smile is now as...

    SUMMER by Sarah Snyder

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    SUMMERby Sarah Snyder Summer Surrounded by low bushesand small thorny plants, I sit, still and small beside the sharp branchesunder a porch, listen for footsteps. This is a game. It could be sardines,hide & seek, capture the flag,...

    THE CLOSED DOOR by Mukund Gnanadesikan

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    THE CLOSED DOORby Mukund Gnanadesikan  THE CLOSED DOOR The closed door never opens Unless a hand so brave Can brave the darkness Find the knob And twist against The forces of inertia Fearful though they be And thus the dark room Stays inhabited For days Or...

    SOMETHING BLUE by Heather Lee Rogers

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        SOMETHING BLUEby Heather Lee Rogers    Nuclear Fission You see our lovewas just good chemistrythose first date cocktails ofraw pheromonesand evolutionary drive,despite your egowe are not divinejust well-dressed test tubesmixing atomsand hot moleculesso when our unit splitthat...

    POST WAR BABY by Timothy Dyson

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    POST WAR BABYby Timothy Dyson  POST WAR BABYI never knew my birth motheryet, she gave me more than lifeOn a small velvet turntablesix babies put out for choosingThe young post-war couplescame at appointed times From Captain...