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Poetry - Year V - Number 30 - November 2019

    GRIND by Tina Dybvik

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    GRIND by Tina Dybvik 2020 cinquain Post growthClimate chorusLosing wet bulb temperedFaith; blue ocean blues-y buskingTips fate. Grind

    WHITE WINGS by Dr Daniel King

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    WHITE WINGSby Dr. Daniel King Marchese We march on the mare far from the iceThat towers and almost reaches to spaceWhere ion assaults will serve to...

    THE LORD’S PRAYER RECYCLED by Pernille Aegidius Dake

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    THE LORD'S PRAYER RECYCLED by Pernille Aegidius Dake   Our friend who art in the Third World,We know not thy name, yet feel your pain.Your time...

    INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃO by Roseangelina Batista

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    INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃOby Roseangelina Batista INCONSTANTE CORAÇÃOPrelúdio ao poema de Ajahn Mun Ora um fluxo de momentos,ora um fluxo de vazio presente. A semântica...

    PANERA by James Croal Jackson

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    PANERA by James Croal Jackson  Panera I lost the important thingssweeping baguette crumbsunderneath an industrialfan– cyclicality, the broom’s sashayfrom one end of the...

    LISBON by John Drudge

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    The Café DownTo the Latin QuarterTo the caféBy the storeWhere you boughtThat green dressWhere we lockedOur bikesTo the street lampAnd raced the rainTo salvationWhere the tableWas oursIn our universeAway...

    WOODS by Joan McNerney

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    LUCK by Joan McNerney   Falling Asleep Curling into a question markeyes shutteredlips pursedhands empty. Dropping throughlong dusty shaftsdown into...

    WEDDING by Timothy Loveday

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    WEDDING by Timothy Loveday   Maggots she cannot tell herhusband that there aremaggots in her fanny. thatthe maggots only feed on deadflesh. that...

    A LIFE NOT OUR OWN by Melissa Chappell

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    A LIFE NOT OUR OWN by Melissa Chappell   A Life Not Our Own The lights of the television crews shone as bright...

    THE VOICE by Bethany Bruno

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    THE VOICE by Bethany Bruno The Voice I’ve always loved the complexity of fall.Only one season makes me feel alive, one that allows...