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Sunday, October 2, 2022
Three Poems by Wayne F. Burke
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Stay up all night and listen to the radio and write; the dark in me spreads on pages as branches scratch in calligraphic on the window, a...
A Poem by Susan Dale
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A Prophesy of Earth's Final Hours Comes the night that swallows our feeble lights And the moonstruck girl who sleeps under a gypsy moo...
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Three Poems by Suzette Bishop
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Dakota Your name of prairie grasses, of freezing months, of winds carrying me off, of blizzards making me lose myself, of your gray coat t...
Three Poems by Anthony Ward
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Battlements I'd thought my life settled, Like sediment in a half full glass. When all of a sudden, My stomach's churning, The sent...
A Poem by H. Edgar Hix
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Across the Street from the Wishing Well (Phrases from Playmates)* Privacy is not easy to find she says, and writes poetry to know a measu...
Three Poems by Jeffrey Zable
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Wondering You can't always bless what kills . . . "Why not?" asked the aardvark of the canary. And just as the clock struck 7...
Saturday, September 24, 2022
Three Poems by Karen Neuberg
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Sidetracked I start with the intention to peel the potatoes for a bubbly scallop when I suddenly find myself thinking they'd make bett...
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