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Poetry - Year III - Number 17 - October 2018

    REDGATE by Robert Wood

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    REDGATEby Robert Wood REDGATE Where carrots and cabbagesand ships hauled over sand and sound where they remarked thatthe colour was always green, somehow,...

    PLEASURES OF THE STREET by R.T. Castleberry

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    PLEASURES OF THE STREETby R.T. Castleberry  PLEASURES OF THE STREETStanding in the doorwaytrying to make outwho’s crying in the flamesSister says it’s redhead Judasshe can place it in the Holy WordSheriff leans from...

    YOU HAD ME AT GOODBYE by Alan Berger

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    YOU HAD ME AT GOODBYEby Alan Berger All the things you left behind.Your toothbrush, your pillow, where you would rest your restless mind.The book you wrote and read out...

    WHO IS SHE? by Magdalena Garcia

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    WHO IS SHE?by Magdalena Garcia Who Is She Don’t you see that she doesn’t care about you like me but still you love her more than...

    I SEE THE GREAT CITIES by Joseph A. Dandurand

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    I SEE THE GREAT CITIESby Joseph A. Dandurand I did not gatherwe are all here for thesame reason or anotherand the breaths we take inand out and in and...

    SAND CRABS by Melinda Giordano

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    SAND CRABSby Melinda Giordano Sand Crabs The salt-sparkled sandDrummed with lifeBeneath the yielding crust.And the caverns and tunnels,Blind and subterranean,Hid from the inconvenient seaThat drew closer With...

    BELLE VOIR by Marc Carver

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    BELLE VOIRby Marc Carver BELLE VOIR As we sat in the restaurantone of the woman who worked in the restaurant cameand sat opposite me for a...

    SAVE FACE by Marissa Lucatorto

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    SAVE FACEby Marissa Lucatorto YouYouYou who invade my dreamsAttack my mindEnrage my spiritYouWho comes to meWhen it is darkWhen no one else is aroundWhen everything is quiet, silent, stillYouWho...

    SELF-BOUND by Clara Leo

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    SELF-BOUNDby Clara Leo Do You Feel That? Do you feel that?That’s how it feels to be corporeal and temporal,To have your soul picked among the billions,More...

    THE DRINKING POEM by Jesse Domingos

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    THE DRINKING POEMby Jesse Domingos What’s In a Name Who was he?The man I am named after, Jesse.A king, a warrior?No, A shepherd...