For the Poet Who Said There Should Be A Whole Book of Clothesline Poems A poem by Andrea Potos For the Poet Who Said There Should Be A Whole Book of Clothesline PoemsI’m imagining a long string of poems, words... Continue Reading →
I AmA poem by Tricia McCallum I AmI am from my mother’s bed in a Glasgow tenement,walls thick with coal dust.I am from Saturday confession, identical school uniforms, unflinching patriarchy.I am from melancholy to the marrow of my bones.I am... Continue Reading →
The Effacement of Poets A poem by Royal Rhodes The Effacement of Poets ~ after Colm Toibin on Bishop and GunnTwo poets who were later friends kept readersdistant; each built worlds they only viewed,while other poets opened up -- the bleeders --confessing faults and traumas, fate-pursued.But... Continue Reading →
Equinox A poem by John Ziegler EquinoxThe days turn silver,chilled and cleanas a platter of raw oysters.Soon, wool socks.Black bear grows fat and sleepy.Butterfly finds winter quartersin dry leaves rolled like cigars.Hummingbird jets southacross the gulf, no food no sleep,clean... Continue Reading →
Broken NailA poem by Sonia Chauhan Broken Nail Pink winter eveningAnd my hand draped over your settee.Slack, unknowing, A doe resting under a log.A tap on my socked footFills blood in my finger pads.Another tap, this time onthe broken nail in the middle.The... Continue Reading →
Call Me Greedy A poem by Marcia Mitrowski Call Me GreedyGive me a bowl of happiness,black cherries reigning without birdsdancing about in a tango of pecks.Dress me in silk from golden corncobsstripped before boiling or fire roasting,I’ll collect a zillion... Continue Reading →
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