Seal Beach Pier A poem by Max Reif Seal Beach Pier 1. The Public Pier Here beyond the screaming beach, the volleyball and surfers, the fishers try to pull something alive from the veiled depths, and some succeed. Fearless pre-teens... Continue Reading →
On Time A poem by Max Reif On Time Time, why do you fly so quick, like a kite I can’t control, whose tail I jump for and it jumps away, eluding me. You have your own ways with us! A certain... Continue Reading →
College
by Max Reif
1.
When I think of how ignorant my parents and I were
about what college was for, I shake my head... #college #poetry #poem #writing #poet #poets #poetryjournal
In Travel how certain objects become like organs of the body— wallet, zipper-folio with passport, visa, money, cell phone (ears and mouth— though different in that one need not constantly monitor the heart to beat or the lungs to breathe—... Continue Reading →
Childhood Prayers Yes, as a child I prayed, because the nights in bed were long and dark and the days had already shattered my mind into gleaming fragments moving quickly upon a flame of fear. Yes, I prayed into the... Continue Reading →
Slightly Ambivalent Homage to the '60's Crucible in which we burned, smelted like alchemical alembic, stinking as we purified. What strange mutations we became, hoping this was metamorphosis, not metastasis! Each saw a shining kingdom, and each conspired to get... Continue Reading →
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