Poetry: “IN DEATH VALLEY” by Emily Eddins
How unlikely that we should be here at all
Our presence but a brief raven’s call
Across the valley of this desert place
The worn rocks bearing an indifferent face […]
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How unlikely that we should be here at all
Our presence but a brief raven’s call
Across the valley of this desert place
The worn rocks bearing an indifferent face […]
Poem Written by a Robot Roses and gladiators. I serve the purpose of serving you. The weather is reasonable. Czar Nicholas the II dug knives to Albuquerque . To whom recalibrates the brother of gregarious neighbors? Mary had a little lamb, little lamb… a blue outhouse reinstated the right timetable. I joke; I joke. The […]
Read More Poetry: “Poem Written by a Robot” by Peter BethanisI’ve never written a poem like this.
No cupid’s ever held my quiver
I’ve never felt the butterflies
That oft called “delicious” shiver
UNCLE RUDI —after Gerhard Richter, 1965 Based on a family snap the artist’s uncle stands a warrior posed in grand regalia, facing the camera head on, two columns of buttons front his winter coat with smeared eagles and almost invisible lightning bolts on the collar and epaulets, a swastika perched on his cap. Smiling like […]
Read More Poetry: “Uncle Rudi” by Michael SalcmanDay 1: Kurt Cobain’s bore held with essence-snarling potion. Day 2: Funnel-tubed by diagnosticians, Bound-to- happen morgue rattle an inexhaustible threat. Day 3: Overhanging suffocation in firm plastic hood. Day 4: In sea thirst Guerrilla dogs racket. Day 5: Oblivion dithers, clocks refuse to tick. Christopher Barnes’ first collection LOVEBITES is published by Chanticleer. Each […]
Read More Poetry: “Gitmo Orange” by Christopher BarnesFor my father You keep him alive with longing and regret, memory a patient spider lashing someone once living to that yesterday when his story stopped and you became one of those spirits divorced from morning sun, riding an iceberg calved from the land, looking shoreward at dusk. But all the metaphors […]
Read More Poetry: “The World Until Yesterday” by Will Walkerone winter alone in your little cabin you worked meticulously on model ships fingers looped thread after thread—tied tiny knots made sails: red silk sails blue sails the color of cornflower stiff white sails cut from a sheet, glued, and dried from each deck you positioned cannons— stealth down to the least detail […]
Read More Poetry: “The Whole Sky Rises Up” by Linda Swanberglost one night in st. louis down from chicago drinking wine with brakemen, nuns, whores auditioning farm girls haunting rogers hall for a fox double scotch rocks grosse point boy sneered an echo at love looking through the hole he put in his own head in 1967 we were electric a double feature in the […]
Read More Poetry: “Undergraduates” by Dan JacobyI bite my lips, pinch my thighs, pray I don’t pound you into the ground or chuck myself off the twenty-second floor terrace we are standing on as your sip your Singapore Sling, munch on a pretzel, pontificate over climate change, feminism, the lack of civility in American society and your aching feet that […]
Read More Poetry: “Civilization and its Discontents” by Martin H. LevinsonYour cracked knuckles will never heal; they know the grip of the hammer too well. Yet you’ve stopped to cradle the hot cup of coffee I brought. The woman you married thirty-five years ago will not return, will not sing again, although she washes your thermos, watches us from the kitchen window. Shall I fill […]
Read More Poetry: “Empty Vessel” by Eugenie Theall