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Saturday, September 17, 2022
Two Poems by Bradford Middleton
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A Small Family Reunion (As That Is All That Remain) I sit here in my room in This town, my adopted home, And realize to the north lay Resp...
Saturday, September 10, 2022
Three poems by j.lewis
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mother macduff she stands her ground in somber royal blue confronted by a coalescence of coals and smoking sulfur waits for him to speak w...
Three Poems by J.B. Hogan
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Prescient Vision Eleven, weak and sickly, burning, eyes watery, head aching, breathing shallow, labored, as when infant, then saved by lov...
A Poem by Robert Lee Frazier
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Venus in the Woods We are the lovers in the wood, Searching out the secret places Venus is among us. Alive, in the speckled sunlight &...
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A Poem by Sy Roth
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The Lincoln Continental Saturdays like clockwork The gold-colored Lincoln Continental Stood ready like a behaved dog, ready for grooming. ...
A Poem by Diane Webster
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At Rest The old woman sits on the park bench. Her wide-brimmed garden hat shades her face from sunshine now too late to prevent wrinkles. ...
Three Poems by Ralph Monday
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Book of Tree She would climb in a white dress through feathers of smoke to watch the rain through smoldered eyes one day the tree lay ampu...
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