Solitude A poem by Maggie Rosen Solitude“You have raised three lonely children.” (My father to my mother in a fight, circa 1980)If there were a way to raise a child to loneliness,my mother probably could have done it.But that was... Continue Reading →
People who rise in darkness A poem by Joe Cottonwood People who rise in darkness From the street long agoyou see glow of windowsfrosty and foggyas you toss a roll of news. You’re just a kid breathing clouds into the airbut... Continue Reading →
Low Moral Ground A poem by Patricia Walsh Low Moral GroundNot knowing where to get off, hated for sameCrying on apposite shoulders, a singular cult.Asked, not told to merrily switch placesEscalating, with reason, a timeless displayConsuming time wasted on a... Continue Reading →
The Can Gatherer A poem by Marietta Calvanico The Can GathererPerhaps it is a unique NY thingdigging through recycle pailsin search of nickel cansand plastic bottlesIt was Steve’s ideato put them out separatelyto make it easier, cleanerHe’s kind that waySo... Continue Reading →
Words and guns A poem by Njeri Wangari Words and gunswhich yields more power? with words,I can create a world where guns and bulletsare like suns and droplets.I can call into being the spirits of our forefathers,open your eyes to... Continue Reading →
Short Plays – Where’d They Go? Okay, if you’ve been with Poetry Breakfast over the years you know we like to add new things to the menu. And you know, it usually turns out not to be a good fit... Continue Reading →
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