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Issue 20

POETS

ANTEBI, DEBBI
BARNETT, BRIAN
BEAVERS, DAVID
BICKLEY, SARA
CANCRO, THERESA
CHRISTINA, MARTHA
DAVIS, MELISSA
DELABRUERE, MARY
DEMO, CAITLIN
EDWARDS, DAVID
EVANS, LEE
FRADKIN, CHRIS
GRAY, DA
HARMON, TIFFANY
IUPPA, M.J.
KAPLON, MARK
KOVAC, KIM PETER
KRANAK, JOSEPH
LEAVITT, ERIN
MADDOX, STACY
MAY, NANCY
MCCANN, JANET
MCGAVOCK, IE
MCNABB, FIONA
MELTON, BILL
NENADOV, MARK
O'NEILL, EAMONN
POULIN, ROBERT HENRY
RAGSDALE, RUSSELL
RAMIREZ-SANCHEZ, ED
RAMSER, EMILY
RATCLIFFE, MICHAEL
SEYMOUR, JIM
SIMON, TERRI
THERRIEN , ALLAN
WARD, DOMINIC
WESTON, JOANNA M.

Stacy Maddox



Yellow cat plots quietly
Basking with eyes half open
A slow demise of goldfish.




Fiona McNabb



Would you dare to come
around again, knowing what
I have dreamed of you?




Jim Seymour



listening to the darkness
and the soft, gentle rain-
you’re leaving today




Jim Seymour



the car pulls away-
one last wave
then the empty street




Emily Ramser



she wears key earrings
painted in creme and sunsets
when she talks to him.




Erin Leavitt



Love seems silly
like wondering why
cocaine smells so good




M.J. Iuppa



Blank note page
strand of spider silk
slips away




Brian Barnett



silent pointing man
silhouette beside my bed
glowing sulfur eyes




Mark Nenadov



My cage is rattled
by a flash of insufferable storm
so much for a quiet evening.




Eamonn O'Neill



this lake
wishing for a pebble
so still




Chris Fradkin



Laundry lines with
stockings sway like
jellyfish with tide.




David Edwards



birds anticipate
the sunrise with a chorus
raindrops interrupt




David Edwards



languid eyelids
lifting
clouds at sunset




David Edwards



fog
the sea becomes
only sound




Caitlin Demo



Arched feet and back,
bleeding toes,
Mother’s perfect ballerina.




Bill Melton



Feathers wet with rain
Robin waits for beak of worms
Mother always brings




Bill Melton



Leaves hang in silence
Hope that a breeze may find them
End of languor




Terri Simon



White crane sentinels
mark borders between progress
and the growth of trees.




David Beavers



Days drip
To fill an urn
Time starts over




Nancy May



round the river bend
whirlpool of currents grow strong
a new fate in life




Theresa Cancro



kestrel hovers
above its quarry --
partial eclipse




Joanna M. Weston



he sings to the beat
of the hammer . . .
music lesson




Ie Mcgavock



Even at eighty
cheeks textured and tinted
as fresh magnolia petal




Robert Henry Poulin



at the garden gate
the ugly weed blooms
no idea of beauty




Sara Bickley



Sunday morning. Feet
hurt passing one man riding
a two-person bike.




David Beavers



Burnt red and gold
Warm autumn ecstasy
Before the cold




M.J. Iuppa



sundial casts
quiet hours
summer leaves




M.J. Iuppa



Beneath cool mint
a green snake awakens
refreshed




Melissa Davis



With her last breathe she
Affirmed that she was simply
Happy for her life.




Debbi Antebi



after his funeral
I catch a bus limping along
on a long, lonely road




Debbi Antebi



he irons the creases
in his folded lies
with hot words




Janet McCann



slam haiku, his nose
bleeding from the impact of
a sharp, hard-flung verb!




Janet McCann



the white starched smile
sticks to the speaker’s sleeve
then falls to the rug




Kim Peter Kovac



listening to free jazz
complexity of patterns
controlled anarchy




Dominic Ward



Jaundice walks before me:
A brooding darkness takes my heart,
As I move into its wake.




Allan Therrien



Yelping dogs bear witness with vile abbreviation,
Tails curved under and closely held,
some boasting with fluid insubordination .




Ed Ramirez-Sanchez



Love and pain,
Inextricably intertwined,
The doomed duet.




Dominic Ward



The Sun,
Newly cold:
I love you no more.




Martha Christina



What to call the blue
of dawn? Monet
would know, and name.




Dominic Ward



Though forgive what you can,
Forgive not the love
That was rendered unfairly.




Michael Ratcliffe



Autumn rain falls cold,
washes away summer’s warmth.
Thoughts of her, my spring.




Joseph Kranak



Oh where were you eternity
When death came for a hungry fix?—
A meager life to slay.




Tiffany Harmon



nirvana was waiting
I lost you and found myself
a woman brand new




Tiffany Harmon



tinctures of voices
in a canticle of praise
an age of ephemera




DA Gray



Filtered light breaks on
blacktop, lifting rainbows from
oil’s dark residue.




Mark Kaplon



A cluster of flame, a candle
on the yawning, cavernous dark--
this township in the mountains




Mark Nenadov



over the hill
the weightlifting journey
of a crumb




Russell Ragsdale



The day is a dropped bottle
sparkling shards lay hidden
in a spicy puddle




Lee Evans



Agriculture’s slaves
Horses cows pigs chickens goats
Turn from us at the Fair




Mary Delabruere



Words grant access
Each letter a window
To being’s deepest recess