Curiosity Box by Peter M. Gordon Searching far corners at a garage sale I find an old California job case Filled with a life’s small souvenirs With a grey rag I excavate accumulated dust Unearth a bright green Volkswagen beetle... Continue Reading →
After Paul Simon’s “America” by Harry Calhoun My wife and I are napping on an overcast pre-spring day shortly after work has slapped me in the face with another job-rating ignominy, and with the weekend to heal it almost over... Continue Reading →
Scarves by Joan McNerney I want to make scarves from the sky. Since I’m not much of a seamstress, here’s hoping it won’t be too hard. To start I’ll just pick up a fleecy white cloud to cover my neck.... Continue Reading →
Yiddish by Peter M. Gordon Every day in my Brooklyn neighborhood Grizzled men in skullcaps carried newspapers Covered with mysterious runes Sat on green wooden benches Planted on concrete islands Between lanes of broad boulevards Holidays smelled of sauerkraut, boiled... Continue Reading →
Feeding Time in Golden Gate Park by Ed Higgins In the park at noon fluttering down patrolling between & around the old one-eyed man’s feet pigeons strut & flutter darting in comic cautious feints as beggar birds do cooing quietly... Continue Reading →
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 →
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