Poetry - Year IV - Number 23 - April 2019

ORANGES AND LEMONSby Aaron Fischer Lines for Joey Ramone (Jeffery Ross Hyman, 1951 – 2001) When the last words of some conversationget lost in a spatter of crackle and buzz, I can almost hear again the band roaring...

TWILIGHTby Richard Dinges, Jr Twilight Shadows hide intwilight, hide inbanality of dimskies cracked byblurred limbs.  Limbssway spasmodicallyin wind's whispers.A judgment of a daythat promised sharp linesbetween light and dark,now slips quietlyover a gray horizon.A judgment recastson...

GRANITEby Elizabeth Spragins Granite a stream of pebblestrickles down the fractured face—rivulets of raintug an acorn from its tombdeep within the wrinkled rocks ~Mount Desert Island, Maine Jewels daybreak polishesdew drops pearled on linden leaveswith emerald fireiridescent damselfliesdance the...

INTO THE BLIZZARDby Kathy Robertson Fall Festivities During our annual drivewe rediscoverthe buttery meadowsmeandering amongstNiagara Escarpment bluffsdecked in colourful coatsof the season burgundy,gold, scarlet, plum—as sun’s raystorch the landscape. Crisp, crinkly leavescrunch underfootas we stop to surveyroadside...

CERTAIN THINGSby Steve Lebow I. Today is Tuesday.I have begun to think aboutcertain things. Women, wearing tight skirts,pass me by. I make asidesthey don’t respond to. A piece of paper hurries byand a tree shakes its fist.I move...

ALIVE DAYby Ashley Ener   ALIVE DAY You don’t know you’re in something till it’s overYou don’t know you’ve made an impact till it’s pastEver changingEver stillOne minute you’re sixteen wanting to make a differenceThe next you’re...

SONATAby Trivarna Hariharan LullabyListeningto our river’s old flow—I make peace with myself. SonataWhat shall fillthe absence ofthe flowers thathave fallen fromour Kadamba? ReflectionIn the stillnessof an autumn river—I meet a worlduntouched bythe mind. FloweringBreath by breath—a peony opens...

LONELINESS IS RARELY IMAGINEDby Richard LeDue Because The Doctor Recommended Walking Noticed a truck parked at your apartment,and wonder if you're seeing someone new. Why do my legs betray me nightly,conspire with restless hands,who miss the fingerprints...

    TEENAGE ANGSTby Omar Reyes   Teenage Angsti was never really in lovei was only sleepwalking with a loaded gun aimed at your forehead15 miles away comfortably decaying on an empty twin bed covered in batman sheets listening to my favorite band singing about broken body parts dancing alone...

I AM AN AFRICANby Okoli Stephen    I AM AN AFRICANI am an African,Not blackI'm dark, with bright brilliant colourBold and strongGiftedTalentedAnd craftyDark I amNot blackSo, don't pity meI am an AfricanNot a monkeyMy colour is...