Poetry - Year IV - Number 25 - June 2019

THE BICYCLEby Mark Jamieson Gettysburg Gettysburg, park on the hill.Elevator to fourth floor.Riding boots. Walk to supper,Across the street and next door.Old tavern, downstairs, bricksAnd candles, a nice choice to make.Bench, dark wood, quiet corner.            Bread, bourbon and...

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...

LIFE OF A POET by John Kaniecki A AbsoluteData, information, TruthCan you compute?Are you astute?These theories they present inHigher educationDo they serve sin?Do they offer salvation?Scarecrow on the cross defining painNails pierced through skin and boneThat is...

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...

TEXAS TOWER by Mickey J. Corrigan Texas Tower You set your sites onthe highest point in townwith a maximum rangeand full inaccessibilityfor the enemy below.Who is the enemy nowyou wonder as you driveto the university and riseto...

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...

KA OCEAN by Daniel King Ka Ocean Oceans form with an oboe call;Brahma’s seas with a Tritonic horn.Now the sea is a blue spinel;Now the sea is a sparkling gemstone.Cabochon floats its topaz egg,Shabda on all the...

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 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...