Category Archives: Poem

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“Blond Couple in Flood Time” by Rodney Nelson

Blond Couple in Flood Time the girl and the boy were even eighteen and in a dress gown and white tuxedo had been somewhere ———-moving through full moonlight on the wide stone walk of the river park that went down

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“Blond Couple in Flood Time” by Rodney Nelson

Blond Couple in Flood Time the girl and the boy were even eighteen and in a dress gown and white tuxedo had been somewhere ———-moving through full moonlight on the wide stone walk of the river park that went down

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“Another Claim” by Steve Klepetar

Another Claim Who stands to my right? The hanging bough forbids another claim – only cobwebs and tired leaves growing old on these blushing trees with their voices lost in fog, a conspiracy of angry birds. I would dip my

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“Another Claim” by Steve Klepetar

Another Claim Who stands to my right? The hanging bough forbids another claim – only cobwebs and tired leaves growing old on these blushing trees with their voices lost in fog, a conspiracy of angry birds. I would dip my

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“How the Poem Travelled” by Corey Mesler

How the Poem Travelled ————-for Mary Reynolds The poem, though weak, travels like a wave across decades and breaks on the shore of lives, settled, mostly settled. The poem uses her name like a charm, a talisman that says, you

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“How the Poem Travelled” by Corey Mesler

How the Poem Travelled ————-for Mary Reynolds The poem, though weak, travels like a wave across decades and breaks on the shore of lives, settled, mostly settled. The poem uses her name like a charm, a talisman that says, you

the balloons by Charlene Kwiatkowski

the balloons We let them go on the count of three like we did in high school when we threw our blue graduation caps in the air, except these ones didn’t come back down. And the only thing blue was

the balloons by Charlene Kwiatkowski

the balloons We let them go on the count of three like we did in high school when we threw our blue graduation caps in the air, except these ones didn’t come back down. And the only thing blue was

“Edouard Manet’s Portrait of Stéphane Mallarmé (1876)” by Daniel M. Shapiro

Edouard Manet’s Portrait of Stéphane Mallarmé (1876) Daniel M. Shapiro is the author of two chapbooks and a forthcoming collection from sunnyoutside press. His poetry website “Little Myths” can be found here. This is one poem from his forthcoming collection of

“Edouard Manet’s Portrait of Stéphane Mallarmé (1876)” by Daniel M. Shapiro

Edouard Manet’s Portrait of Stéphane Mallarmé (1876) Daniel M. Shapiro is the author of two chapbooks and a forthcoming collection from sunnyoutside press. His poetry website “Little Myths” can be found here. This is one poem from his forthcoming collection of

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“A Promised Mutiny” by Ben Nardolilli

A Promised Mutiny The ones we underestimated are stronger now, I suppose we might get up and study them So that they can be estimated plainly, Once we treated them as a treat to report on, A brief diversion from

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“A Promised Mutiny” by Ben Nardolilli

A Promised Mutiny The ones we underestimated are stronger now, I suppose we might get up and study them So that they can be estimated plainly, Once we treated them as a treat to report on, A brief diversion from

“Strangers on the MTR” by Valerie Wong

Strangers on the MTR stilted silence as we walk out of the office together, thank god we only have to do this for five more seconds. but oh wait, you’re going the same way and you just said “let’s go

“Strangers on the MTR” by Valerie Wong

Strangers on the MTR stilted silence as we walk out of the office together, thank god we only have to do this for five more seconds. but oh wait, you’re going the same way and you just said “let’s go