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Poetry - Year IV - Number 25 - June 2019

    A PURPLE SHADOW by Stella Prince

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    A PURPLE SHADOW by Stella Prince Leaves were crisp against my boots.The crunch of sticks sounded like a baby’s rattle.The moonlight made my quiet eyes dim.Woods are purple and black.Woods are full of mischief.I listened softly...

    FOUR MILES TO ARCADIA by Stephen Reilly

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    FOUR MILES TO ARCADIA by Stephen Reilly FOUR MILES TO ARCADIA The citrus groves punctuated with fruit.Is it that early in the season? With the pastures still green, the cattle could care less about what questions I askor...

    A PIECE OF TIME by Peycho Kanev

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    A PIECE OF TIME by Peycho Kanev The Hospital Snow-white and farinaceous andlittle green. Tall windowsand birds on the branches outsidelike in an aquarium.Squeak of rubbers solesand wheels on the linoleum. Then a scream echoes that quickly fades away.It...

    APRIL CHILDREN by Kevin Keane

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    APRIL CHILDREN by Kevin Keane Unsuccessful Death The crossbow above her fireplaceWas to me a precious symbol of her glowing in disguiseHer persistent beauty carved heavy images into my mindShe held me with cold finger tipsWrenching from...

    THE STATE OF AFFAIRS by Douglas Polk

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    THE STATE OF AFFAIRS by Douglas Polk The State of Affairsignorance now,the reality,yet knowledge accumulated,easily and endlessly,everyday,on the web,yet surprisingly,isolated,the process of thought atrophies,while interaction becomes more difficult,with each passing day,more like a herd of sheep,or...

    THE HUMAN SPIRIT by Diarmuid ó Maolalaí

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    THE HUMAN SPIRIT by Diarmuid o Maolalai The human spirit is very breakable.we don'tfight.give inall the time. crayonsbreakin our five year oldfingersand look at that;suddenlyour pictureshave doublethe amount of blue. we take circumstanceand adapt.survivebetter. most of usdon't challenge the...

    TOO MANY WORDS by Mukund Gnanadesikan

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    TOO MANY WORDS by Mukund Gnanadesikan Too Many Words Obfuscate if you mustIf it helps assuage the sicknessThat roils your conscienceCausing fever and deliriumExcuse me if the corners of my mouthRemain unmoved by your gyrationsOf flowing lingual...