LAUDA XV by Jacapone da Todi, translated by Ted Witham
LAUDA XVBy Jacapone da TodiTranslated from the Umbrian by Ted Witham
Pursue poverty, and peace will reign over all:with poverty life is secure, No fear from thieves or thunder squall.Poverty dies in peace, makes no will,leaves...
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...
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...
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,...
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...
SURVIVAL BALLAD by Michael Atkinson
SURVIVAL BALLADby Michael Atkinson
Investigations
“All detectives are in love, and all detectivestories have beds.”– Guillermo Calderon,screenplay for Neruda
All detective stories are clocks, swallowingsecrets and measuring the worries of sunrisedown the alleys streaming east.All detective stories lie,...
THE BRIDE by Wally Swist
THE BRIDEby Wally Swist Salutations: after Antonio Porchia for Richard Shaw 1.The fields are buttercuppedand edged with ragged robin. We've entered the realmof the subtle variegations of the colors of summer. 2.Wishing you well on a mid-June evening,one on...
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...
DETACHED by Laura Dunn
DETACHEDby Laura Dunn
I.Phase, just a phase. Not to worry,You’re only insane.Dirty hippy, smoking herb,We don’t want to share your word.Just too liberal, just too free,Don’t you wish you were like ---Me me or me?You...
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...