FRANCIS SEAL OF LOVE by Vittoria Colonna, translated by Ted Witham
FRANCIS SEAL OF LOVEBy Vittoria ColonnaTranslated by Ted Witham Jesus presses wax to the living flesh Blazes wounds, seals in love, Lover's heat. Marks on Francis a true image, so fresh with love, Francis celebrates: replete. When he gripped you and gave to you his fire, and virtue itself, all of you was made whole. Now among us as his bride inspire Time and place to prepare the soul. Poverty,...
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RAPID MOVEMENT by Patrick Hurley
RAPID MOVEMENTby Patrick Hurley
Selections from “Variation” (Part Two of Quartet)
sequential fantasy bendssheets of lightinto cylinders––veinsarteriescapillaries
the waxing and waningof pressure feltlike forces imposed
mercury risesin a chamber––in the backgroundthe hum of equanimity
questions about the numberof the world’s...
PROFIT by Dr. Nathanael O’Reilly
PROFITby Nathanael O’Reilly
The Third of July
On the corner of Prairie Dunesand Spyglass sixteen miniatureAmerican flags line the path
to the police officer’s door.Two neighbors mow lawnsbut most have left town
or gone to church to hearthe...
LAMP LIGHT by Craig Kennedy
LAMP LIGHTby Craig Kennedy
Neighbors I Have Known
Robbiewho never held a job but didn’t discuss it with meTommywho wanted to write a bookAdrianwho chased birds from her backyard every morning by banging the tree with...
COULD A LOVER LOVE MY MUSE by Jan Little
COULD A LOVER LOVE MY MUSEby Jan Little
Could a Lover Love My Muse?
My muse mocks my left-brained worldWith its trudging logical meetingDaily objectives on chalkboards.At moments between classes, she sneaks out,Makes humorous analogies I...
HIBLER by Matt Stevenson
HIBLERby Matt Stevenson
The Dead Men
Somewhere in Michigan there’s a few hundredmen buried in the woods. Some with theirheads shot off; others have just lost limbs. A feware burned, their bodies so unrecognizably melted.
There’s an...
DOOR AJAR by Fabrice Poussin
DOOR AJARby Fabrice Poussin Door AjarLosing direction I sighed againmade of what he imagined in a late nightlittle me at dawn in the river of torrentialpassions cooled to the icy granite rock.I plunged again Olympian...
IF ONLY by Brian C. Felder
IF ONLYby Brian C. Felder Call Us A Work In ProgressLife, with all its moving parts,is a profoundly complicated business ~a ‘process’, as people are fond of saying ~most often experienced in a linear fashion,replete...
MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY OF UNNATURAL DISASTERS IN SINGAPORE by Cyril Wong
MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY OF UNNATURAL DISASTERS IN SINGAPOREBy Cyril Wong
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Of course, I remember my husbandas a young man – sleeked-back hair,his taller frame, a voice like a wall – that first date, holding...
MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY
MY GRANDMOTHER’S BRIEF INVENTORY OF UNNATURAL DISASTERS IN SINGAPOREBy Cyril Wong
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Of course, I remember my husbandas a young man – sleeked-back hair,his taller frame, a voice like a wall – that first date, holding...