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Category: Poetry
Poetry: Tobey Kaplan
* color first a thousand kids first a thousand kids’ energy musing in late dark theatres of lonely houses her leg leans heavy my arm draped casually on her thigh not a day goes by without my considering her love…
Poetry: Sandra Stone
The Sadness Of Penmanship by Sandra Stone Another day’s climate. Tympani on the glass, an amazement of notes cascading. Javelins are my rain, little assassins that pierce the flesh. Someone’s nominal neighbor is inscribing his lawn with arabesques. His machine…
Poetry: Chris Tysh
from Molloy, The Flip Side (a translation in verse of Beckett’s novel) by Chris Tysh On the other side of the ledger Inspection reveals a loose Spring in the sum total, a hole Where my possessions had been Hat, bicycle,…
Poetry: Mary Mackey
A Visitor’s Guide To The Favelas Of Rio by Mary Mackey Rocinha, Mangeira, Morro de Macacos up on the hills they are casting the shells O côro das vozes femininas cantando looking into the future rattling the buzios pasting dyed…
Poetry: Craig Morgan Teicher
THE NAUTICAL BLOGS by Craig Morgan Teicher Now it’s raining, hard, and what does that mean? The Internet shines through the rain like a tiger’s eye through the jungle dark. Neither rain, nor sleet, nor snow, nor hail shall make…
Poetry: George Kalamaras
Unanswered Left Shoe It could be as simple as rabbit scratch in an ancient hut. Simple, say, as a focus that has much verdigris that the troglodytes flock hard. He is picketed to a nickering drink from the mud-glove. She…
Poetry: Nurduran Duman
* Picturetranslated by Ru en Ergünthe empty frame in meis a fracture waterthe lake of past time Colorless end. the tulle of swanis smoke on my faceits photograph is black No white in the love word… this sadness this expression…
Poetry: Sarah Mangold
*Bright Fruit My inflection but it’s her sewing machine the original address contained walk from it a trick is the book the essence of the trip impersonating Arkansas They could summon only you moving furniture against the walls he refrained…
Poetry: Stephen Vincent
*from Sleeping With Sapphoby Stephen Vincent 4. ]heartless ]tentative ]I will not ]not for you ]darkness ] ]the footfall ] ]pure crimson ] 9. ] ] ] ]thoughtless]her sandals]]double-knotted]17. ]sleep ]without a face ] ] if yes, spring ]birth ]…