Poetry - Year III - Number 19 - December 2018

    PERFECTLY BLIND by Philip Wexler

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    PERFECTLY BLINDby Philip Wexler Perfectly Blind Her pledges, at the outset, sincere, genuineand most of all, honored.  Thus, you took refugefor a spell in the mirage of perfection.  Inevitably, the sheen began to tarnish.  She was too...

    THREE SEASONS by A.R. Francis

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    THREE SEASONSby A.R. Francis Three seasons Three seasons have passedSince I knew youSince I knew the way your scarfFell across your shoulderOr the way you sipped your teaFrom that chipped cupOn Spring Street And one day we'll...

    DREAM PARK by Dominique Williams

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    DREAM PARKby Dominique Williams   Dream ParkIn my tour of the vast and endless city of exquisite white marble and verdant green grass, I came upon a corner which led to a dead end. With my...

    THE PARTY by Laura Solomon

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        THE PARTYby Laura Solomon   The PartyYou have to be dead to be invited to this party.As is to be expected, all the stars are here.Janis, Marilyn, Jesus.There are ordinary people too though.Kevin Watson who died...

    UNDERNEATH by Roger Singer

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    UNDERNEATHby Roger Singer UNDERNEATHFall back under early stars.The sea moves reflective waves,pulsing onto sand, building likeengines of thunderous clouds.Streams of people merge intotemporary spaces; strangers oncorners, a brief land of shouldersstaring straight ahead.  A steady...

    I STAND IN WATER by Keith Hoerner

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    I STAND IN WATERby Keith Hoerner I stand in water. It sloshes ’round my scuffed black leather wingtips, laps up the ankles of my rumpled dress slacks, turns khaki to the color of murky brown. Onlookers...

    LOTUS by Martina Reisz Newberry

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    LOTUSby Martina Reisz Newberry 1. LOTUS On the other side of the mountain,my wealthy friend has built a castle.It was a long project but now sits, quiet as a profound thought, complete.The day I visited her, we...

    COME IN SINNER by Gail Willems

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    COME IN SINNERby Gail Willems COME IN SINNER give us this day our daily breadeyes burn   swollen faces line-upa hussled order for bread and a small sip payoff for dumb kneeswhere many vows were made and forgotten forgive...

    TRIBUTE by Heide Arbitter

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    TRIBUTEby Heide Arbitter These daysSome assertHistory is a lieThe Holocaust never happenedSomebody made it up In Washington, DCCapitol to a countryOf assailed settlersThe blood of recollectionSprinkled on soilFertilized CementAnd blossomedMemory Some insistAll visit the Nation’s CapitolTo throw...