In the wake The stoic, strong, and angular form suggested depth of thought but sometimes a man sitting on the sand is just that Statuesque,
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Three Poems By Richard Porter
Seasonal Envy Green’s violence bursts from budding trees. My stupid heart, entrained to spring, shakes off the freeze and tries to sing of loves it’s
Two Poems By Daniel Gustafsson
FORGET-ME-NOTS They’ve waited long to spring their traps on unsuspecting passers-by, these sleeper-cells that occupy the rubble, rust and rot across the street. Today, the
Two Poems By Ryan P. Tunison
Sonnet, after Shakespeare’s Fifty-Fifth Not copper, touched by sea, how time will coat, Nor prince at play, his folly fresh in mind, Will subjects be
Two Poems By Bob McAfee
The Surge The body bags stacked in rows like cordwood piles behind the shed; the morgue man’s business grows and grows. Night nurse hovers over
Three Poems By Robert Graham
GRASS ATTENDS EACH CONGREGATE LEAF Grass attends each congregate leaf, sodden heap and hill, scratch-raking earth’s wet belly justifies belief each year cold dark rituals
Grand Little Things 