Plowing by Danny Earl Simmons Turning black earth against twilight as muddy legs plod, shoulders ache and bow before worn leather straps that sag between his bull and his beliefs. Bent in the knowing that gray becomes green and sweat... Continue Reading →
Athens 1983 by L. Ward Abel Apartments out behind the McDonald’s with Broad Street just beyond. Some songs were written that winter in Athens, it even snowed like when Joe showed up one night the roads were closed to traffic... Continue Reading →
reservation required by Sara Clancy an ordinary cafe window watches the daylight long enough to concede that no moon will sweep its prosaic crystal inside the room may speculate in the music of glassware and hurry until some perfect theory... Continue Reading →
Not So Still Lives by Don Kingfisher Campbell Sun streaming through blinds makes oranges and apples in a basket on a wooden dining table look like still life. Presence and aroma warm a living room so much a tan carpet... Continue Reading →
Identification by Alan Gann Terns do not twist and dive to unheard ballets— sense of self-worth does not hinge on daily review of their performance. Elegant heron does not pose to aid my meditation, summer goldfinches do not flash their... Continue Reading →
Winter Graffiti by Wanda Morrow Clevenger Sneakers rubbing inside rubber boots sunk deep in snowed mounds soaking pants and socks and shoes at very last until we are spent from freeing icicles from gutter spouts with crispy mittens for numb-fingered... Continue Reading →
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