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Sunflower Song – A Poem by Clayre Benzadón

Sunflower Song
by Clayre Benzadón

Bleeding heart, bloodroot.
The boneset of calla shuts

up the body of windflower
chimes, bluebells ringing

inside ghosted globe
thistles, darting

golden buttons. Yellow
archangels trumpet

the mouths of tulips
until they become a sun-

flower, summer
savory, heliotropism,

the way they face day-
light, a sweet asylum

in the symmetrical
stretch toward its golden
+++++++++angle.

 

 

About the Poet: Clayre Benzadón is currently a second-year MFA student at the University of Miami and Broadsided Press’s Instagram editor. 

She has been published by The Acentos Review, HerStory, Rat’s Ass Review, and other literary magazines / journals. Additionally she has had the opportunity of attending The Miami’s Writer’s Institute and The Ashbery Home School, a week-long poetry writing workshop/conference in Miami.

Twitter: @ClayreBenz
Instagram: clayrebenz
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/cbenzadon

The Stretch of Memory – A Poem by Ann E. Wallace

The Stretch of Memory
by Ann E. Wallace

I can measure out an imaginary yard of fabric pulling
the air, right hand 36 inches from left, the motion
imprinted from one summer job thirty years past, of
hoisting, unwinding, cutting lengths of 45- and 60-inch bolts.

Like walking in sand, some motions are not
forgotten, the sink of my heels down into the cool,
the pull of toes weighted with dampened grains
clumped to the point of heft with each step forward.

Or my left hand stretched across the belly of an infant,
holding diaper in place, the other hand ready
to seal one tab and then the other, fingers stretching
just a little wider each day, until no longer needed.

Never as wide as an ivory octave, mastered as early
as my fingers could span eight keys, made easier
over time with practice and growth, but small hands will
ever ply beyond comfort for the perfect well-known reach.

 

About the Poet:  Ann E. Wallace’s poetry collection, Counting by Sevens,is forthcoming in summer 2019 from Main Street Rag. Recently published pieces in journals such asMom Egg Review, WordgatheringSnapdragon,Rogue Agent, and Riggweltercan be found on her website AnnWallacePhD.com. She lives in Jersey City, NJ and is on Twitter @annwlace409.

The Last Nest – A Poem by Tony Pena

The Last Nest
by Tony Pena

The cat didn’t leave much,
but enough feather on bone
to catch the jet stream
to the shore of every living
thing’s dream where dunes
offer up a bounty of cover
to pull twigs and wait out
the storm until the angels
chime in the chorus with lyrics
of building castles in the sand.

 

About the Poet:  Tony Pena was the 2017-2018 Poet Laureate for the city of Beacon, New York.

Over the years some of his poems and fiction have found homes in Dogzplot, Full of Crow, Gutter Eloquence, Misfit Magazine, Poetic Space, Red Fez, Slipstream, The Dope Fiend Daily, The Rye Whiskey Review, Third Lung Review, Underground Voices, Working Stiff, and Zygote in my Coffee among other journals.

A volume of poetry and flash fiction, “Blood and Beats and Rock n Roll,” is available now at Amazon.

A chapbook of poetry, “Opening night in Gehenna,” is available from author.

Colorful compositions and caterwauling with a couple of chords can be seen at:
Www.youtube.com/tonypenapoetry
Www.facebook.com/tonypenapoetry
On Instagram as tonypenapoetry

From the balcony – A Poem by Sunil Sharma

From the balcony
by Sunil Sharma

The thin mother walks briskly,
Balancing load of tied-up firewood on her little head,
With a thin girl-child perched precariously
On her tiny waist, while a barefoot child walks behind,
On the hot concrete.

The girl-child plays with the ropes
Of the bundle of precious firewood,
The dancing ropes are her new toy and distraction.

The trio runs fast for their hovel
At the same moment—a pink-cheeked, obese girl
In white dress and costly shoes
Cries for a new giant teddy bear
In the nearby two-storied shop
Bursting with toys, annoying her painted mum
Talking on the BlackBerry,
While her smoking fat dad leans
Against the black Mercedes
In a busy street in Mumbai.

 

About the Poet:  Sunil Sharma, a senior academic and author-freelance journalist from the suburban Mumbai, India. He has published 20 books so far, some solo and joint.

For further details, please visit: Website: http://www.drsunilsharma.blogspot.in/

He edits Setu: http://www.setumag.com/p/setu-home.html

Talk to Me – A Poem by Heather Pease

Talk to Me
by Heather Pease

I hunger for talent dissimilar,
a worthy exchange,
a coupling of minds.
I want colloquy.

Talk to me, make me guffaw, be irresponsible
becoming drunk on words
undressing my mind
with infinite conversation
of things that matter
… or don’t.

I desire to genuinely hear you
… for you to easily listen to me
Possess tangible interest in what I spout
crave me +++++++++++ for my mind.

Sit beside me, let’s
hold hands
turn off the world around us
and yarn words
into a blanket
we call our favorite.

 

About the Poet:   Heather Pease is a Poet focusing on work centering on feminism, sexuality, identity, culture, mental health, politics and domestic violence. She writes from her own experiences, aiming to give voice to vulnerability, making people think about subjects often stigmatized through society. She writes to empower others whose voices remain unheard. She lives in Orange County, CA with her husband, and two daughters and is currently working on her first book of poems.

Instagram – @ohpoetic1

Facebook – @HeatherPeasePoetry

Poetry Website www.poeticgirl.com

Zenith – A Poem by Clayre Benzadón

Zenith
by Clayre Benzadón

Above, the world
bursts eminence.

Mauve and mildew
residue lid lilacs,

corollas run off
on a split doze.

Under the spherical
point, vernal tides

bloom forth
seasonal resilience,

equinox and prime
seedtime, more growth.

Silence hints,
then fully coves

spring, singing
without me,

a single hymn ripped
out of the clouds.

 

 

About the Poet: Clayre Benzadón is currently a second-year MFA student at the University of Miami and Broadsided Press’s Instagram editor. 

She has been published by The Acentos Review, HerStory, Rat’s Ass Review, and other literary magazines / journals. Additionally she has had the opportunity of attending The Miami’s Writer’s Institute and The Ashbery Home School, a week-long poetry writing workshop/conference in Miami.

Twitter: @ClayreBenz
Instagram: clayrebenz
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/cbenzadon

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