Spit and spill I wish you didn’t sit like that, folded. Love and pain pushed by cross-heart through clothes to skin – Soaking in until
Homecomings By Richard Porter
Homecomings for Daniel Valentine Departure catalyzes change in both the leaving and the left. Return the same, you’ll return strange, estranged and stranded in the
MEASURING SYCAMORES By Charles Weld
MEASURING SYCAMORES Sycamores shed their skins like snakes, not in translucent sleeves, but in scraps and flakes. Buttonwood bark strews the street is how Thoreau
Three Poems By Maryann Corbett
Disorders — Scores of spring peepers swarming over and around my white tennis shoes and there’s no way out: I will murder innocents when I
Canadian Spring By John Murray Lewis
Canadian Spring Beware the icy blast, young buds And sleep a little longer still Though sun may shine and birds may trill And rain may
Surface By Miriam Levine
Surface I love to lose myself in surface things, a swallow’s dipping shadow on the grass, glossy polish on red-wing blackbird wings, shallow glimmers, silver
Grand Little Things 