AFTERWORD: OR, THE AMATEUR POET – By Michael T. Smith
AFTERWORD: OR, THE AMATEUR POETBy Michael T. Smith
Afterword: Or, the Amateur Poet
You thought you gripped the futureWhen you only brushed the dust from your handsand pinched earth's prurient cheekLike that of a chubby,...
LULLABY ON WEST 133rd – By Laurel Kaye
LULLABY ON WEST 133rdBy Laurel Kaye
Lullaby on West 133rd
The plane collides and you arriveto murmurs of hyphenated welcomein the halls of terminal 4There was no room for you in Edenso you found a place...
THANKSGIVING – By Obi Nwakanma
THANKSGIVINGBy Obi Nwakanma
Thanksgiving
It is the seventh month, and theUvene fruits are ripe again -The wild berries, plump with juice;The breadfruit, and the gourds are full, heavyLike the pregnant women of this landAbout to give,...
A BALLAD I WISH I WISH I RUN – By Sam Landry
A BALLAD I WISH I WISH I RUNBy Sam Landry
A Ballad I Wish I Wish I Run
stuck in the roadcoiled under breathdeep under rollingtides green from thegall one can haveearly in the morningwiping the...
THE LADY’S EYES – By Jules Supervielle, translated by John J. Ronan
THE LADY'S EYESBy Jules Supervielle / translated by John J. Ronan
This woman, whom I know,
seems to herself unknown,
absently off in the heavens
wearing her weary expression,
A rose made of cloth
stiff on its iron stalk,
and pearls...
FORBIDDEN LOVE – By Ray Fenech
FORBIDDEN LOVEBy Ray Fenech
Forbidden LoveWhen they made love the first timeHe never thought she’d walk away;In his mind it was: until death do us apart.When she wiped his sperm from her handIt was the...
LOVE IN A WAR TIME – By Jeton Kelmendi
LOVE IN A WAR TIMEBy Jeton Kelmendi
Love in a War Time
Sometime I want them to happenThese thingsDifferentlyFor example, a heavy fog fell in me,Until the border is easilyPassed,To pass there first of allWhere a...
SUMMER NEVER DIES – By Michael Jerry Tupa
SUMMER NEVER DIESBy Michael Jerry Tupa
July Comes Only OnceHe lies transfixed in his bed,"Close to you,"sun's shadow paints a pattern on the opposite wall,summertime, no school, no homework,voice like an angel -- amplified by...
A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOU – By Danielle Hanson
A POEM IN WHICH THE MOON REJECTS YOUBy Danielle Hanson
Instructions on Stripping
Take the rotten unused light of the moon,Add what the mirror sees when it is dark—Forgetting is lovely at night. Throw away all that...
CAPRICCIO – By Maureen Eppstein
CAPRICCIOBy Maureen Eppstein Capricciofor no reasonIl capro, the goat on the hillsudden, unpredictable change, as of one's mindhip-hobble, hip-hobblesomersaultscartwheelssunlight on white daisieson the verge of a city street, a dusty sunflowera garden planted with whirligigsamethyst...