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Category: Poetry

Auto-suggested Smart Phone Poems


by Maya Williams-Russell
Poetry 2015 Issue
Here are some Auto-suggested Smart Phone Poems, which are written using the Notes app available in most smart phones. To create these kinds of poems, open the Notes app and proceed to “add a note.”  The text editor that pops up not only offers a keyboa … Continue Reading

Bees


by Miette Muller
Poetry 2018 Issue
It’s winter and There are bees in you. They push their way out of The corners of your mouth When you grin, a driven mass. Bees in your eyes, they crawl Out of your ears like slow honey. Their bristle legs are sticky From the things between your teeth. … Continue Reading

Blade to the Wrist


by Kelandra Hurd
Poetry 2014 Issue
He paints a picture with a slow precision Every stroke a product of his weighted thoughts He drags the brush across the canvas with a gasp and his breath rushes out making barely a whisper He is an artist who sits with one fist curled as he captures hi … Continue Reading

Blessing After the Election


by Carolyn Cushing
Poetry 2017 Issue
Not to bless, but desiccate instead the hot spit on lips shaping hate suddenly at center. The confused backing away, backs now together wanting a blessing on pins & posts, the placards & uncertain plans, questions, answers, the demands. Yes, a … Continue Reading

Boat in the Forest


by Carol Edelstein
Poetry 2025 Issue
We came upon the overturned boat engulfed in catbrier, timbers rotting, far from any body of water. How had we missed it? Hardly any blue left on the hull. You were leaving me, I was leaving you, but neither of us had so declared. One thing we always d … Continue Reading

Brava!


by Patty Arbour
Poetry 2025 Issue
The mulberry tree in the garden still green in November understated in the red, gold chorus line lets go. Suddenly, without warning. Naked. A fury of large heart-shaped leaves applauds from the orchestra seats. Not a slow strip tease like Tempest Storm … Continue Reading

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