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Remnants In the Kitchen After You Leave for Work – A Poem by Roy Beckemeyer

Remnants In the Kitchen After You Leave for Work

A perfect circle of milk
that glistens white
and translucent
on the table – a memento,
or perhaps an echo
of your porcelain cereal bowl.

The melange
of coffee and dark toast
aromas, drifting
across the slanting
morning sunlight,
sending me
searching the shelves
for ambergris or musk
to fix the base note
of our morning.

The splash of sun
that gilds the edges
of the morning paper,
burnishing yesterday’s news
into a rare folio edition
of an ordinary day.

– “Remnants…” first appeared in Music I Once Could Dance To (2014, Coal City Press). (https://coalcitypress.com/from-coal-city-press/music-i-could-once-dance-to/)

 
About the Poet:
Roy Beckemeyer, from Wichita, Kansas, has had poems published in The Midwest Quarterly, Kansas City Voices, The North Dakota Review, Dappled Things, and I-70 Review. His debut collection of poetry, Music I Once Could Dance To, (2014, Coal City Review and Press) was selected as a 2015 Kansas Notable Book.

 

Photo by James DeMers.

 

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Knots – A Poem by Nate Maye

Knots

I tied a knot
in Tuesday
to remind me
of its beauty

I tied a knot
in five years ago
to help me
remember
not to go back

I tied a knot
in our time
to capture
each moment
before it slipped

through the sieve.

 

 

About the Poet:
Nate Maye is a rising poet from Texas. His writing has been featured on Poetry Pasta and Ancient Heart Magazine.

 

Photo by Sophia Nicholas.

 

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Little Vanishings – A Poem by Agnieszka Mauch

Little Vanishings

At times I angle myself
to make myself less clear
to make this plane vapour

Somehow I end up
being a subservient bout
of a masquerade

Wounds are considered art
so I water my wounds
invariably

Sooner or later
I’ll be a dot somewhere
You’ll be the terror of carmine winter

Much more clearer

 

About the Poet:
Agnieszka Mauch hails from Poland. She’s an ESL teacher, a writer and an avid gamer. Her words have appeared in Aliteration, Cyberhex and Eunoia Review. She tends to blog over at: http://autumnaldeer.tumblr.com

 

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Three Poems by Ninni Andersen

My minimalized uterus

A tower ahead steering me towards the dead
A little shuttle locks the path

I am dying here
Sitting wealthy in the airport’s waiting area

I will bleed to death
Leaving nothing but my minimalized
++++++++++uterus

 

 

My lost feet

I had the beach all to myself
Despite my wish for closer relations

Fifty years have passed
And here I am
Isolated from the longed for world
Going on all around my lost feet

 

 

The skull of Mother Earth

The skull of Mother Earth
lays resting on Milky Way’s worn out diamonds

Empty as a newly exorcised christian
she begs for mercy

 

 

About the Poet:
Ninni Andersen is a Norwegian poet who has been living in Sweden the last 20 years.  She was born in the city of Drammen, Norway, in 1963.  She has been studying Art History, Philosophy and Social Work at the University of Umeå and the University of Linköping, Sweden.  She started writing in the early 90ties in Norwegian, but has since then also been writing poetry in Swedish and in English.  During a few years she was part of the poetry group Jordens Poeter (The Poets of the Earth) which arranged Open Stages for poetry in Stockholm.  Ninni Andersen has so far been self-published on the Internet at http://www.writers-network.com/index.cgi?m=1&do=profile&who=15886  and at  https://www.poeter.se/Medlem?writerId=30322

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

 

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Lavender Days – A Poem by Lillian Hallberg

Lavender Days

It was a summer of letters.

You there, me here.
The days of thinking slowly,
rolling words around
until they landed just right.

The days of ink to vellum
blotter dabbing splotches,
hand heavy with emotion
or tear drops of missing.

Sometimes our words crossed
like the wind shifting,
dropping seeds too early
for rooting or delectable feast.

They rest now on the top shelf
bundled amidst paling ribbons
dried wisps of lavender
and receding memories.

 

About the Poet:
Lillian Hallberg is an emeritus dean of MBA programs who prefers the word rejuvenatement rather than retirement. She lives in Boston and begins her mornings with a steaming cup of coffee, reading and writing poetry. Published in Provincetown Magazine and North End Waterfront, she was invited to read her poetry at Bermuda’s World Poetry Day in March 2016. Her poetry and flash fiction can be found at http://lillianthehomepoet.com

 

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Little Red and the Amuse-Bouche – A Poem by Kim Peter Kovac

Little Red and the Amuse-Bouche

Friday night at the State Doll Hospital
and the social room of the psych ward
is filled with figures still able
to trudge through the thorazine haze.

Cowering in a corner is Little Red, hood
dragged over her eyes, hiding (she thinks)
from the mean girl dolls – Batgirl, Bratzilla,
and their fearless leader, Lingerie Barbie.

At the sit-down dinner, Chef Red serves
her signature amuse-bouche: wolf tartare.
When they learn what it is, the trio
snarks and screeches and shrieks

like their nails are being torn out,
tongue-lashing Red about the sanctity
of life (ironic for plastic dolls), screaming
“Red, you’re nothing but a cannibal”.

“No, I’m not”, she weeps, beaten down
“plush animal dolls, even those in costume,
no matter how cute, are different species;
we can eat wolf because we are Tribe of Doll”.

 

About the Poet:
Kim Peter Kovac works nationally and internationally in theater for young audiences with an emphasis on new play development and networking. He tells stories on stages as producer of new plays, and tells stories in writing with lineated poems, prose poems, creative non-fiction, flash fiction, haiku, haibun, and microfiction. www.kimpeterkovac.tumblr.com

 

 

Poetry Breakfast accepts submissions of poetry and poetry related creative non-fiction year-round.  See our Submission Guidelines page for details on submitting your work.

 

 

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