Poetry - Year IV - Number 21 - February 2019

    BUS TO SANTEE, SOUTH CAROLINA by John Horváth

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    BUTTON COLLECTIONby Howard Winn   BUTTON COLLECTIONBringing order to our mother’s house,as she sat in her rocking chairwatching a daytime television program,my sister threw out old candy boxescontaining buttons hoardedfrom at least sixty years.They sounded like...

    BIG TIME by Dave Nielsen

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    BIG TIMEby Dave Nielsen Time’s Up To see how beautiful a single rock is,to put one in one’s yardby crane, by a teamof workers.The beginning of time—set off by a flowerbed!Look at the children next to...

    LOVE by Katharine Studer

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    LOVEby Katharine Studer Love Before the word is spokenA man might walk on handsDangling mid-air without a net or wire,Concentrating to keep the weightof his legs extended straight in the center,Nudging his fingers to gain an...

    REDUCTION by Jonathan Dowdle

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    REDUCTIONby Jonathan Dowdle RiffIn the rebound, resound,Where all thoughts go to drown,And we sleep beneath the sea,That buries us in echoes bleed;How are we to sleep or dreamBetween the stitch and the seam,Plucking grief from...