KEWPIES ON PARADE Here come the kewpies to the fete. What jewels, what gowns, what suits. No wonder throngs of gawkers wait Along the
Tag: Poetry
Two Poems By Frank William Finney
Three Copper Men Lowell was a howl when we played the old dive with its cheap shot tequilas and its strip-joint jive.
Three Poems By Gale Acuff
When I’m dead I won’t regret it, they say at Sunday School but I say we’ll see though not to my teacher there, I keep it
Spring is First All Green By John Wiley
Spring is First All Green Spring is first all green; can’t think of flowering without first being simply – simple – green. Summer
Two Poems By Louis Faber
ADOPTION Without choice, I, evicted from the womb Not cast aside, despite what I would see, Too soon carried into an unknown room
Two Poems By Paul Jones
Cicadas I treasure what they have left behind, These bards who leave past bodies dirt-covered, Clinging, emptied, music-less, enshrined On a string as I
Grand Little Things 