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Poetic Rejection, August

by Susan Dion We really like your poem and its quiet, eloquent simplicity. But it is so small, it will get lost on the page. Sorry!

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Solitary Reaper

by Paul Hostovsky I am writing on the bathroom wall at the summer writers’ conference where all of the poets are sitting around in their little tranquil groups circle jerking in my imagination: the blue- haired lady with her notebook spilling in her lap, the English teacher with his muscular sensibility, the diffident housewife, musty […]

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And if the stars fail us

by Dretta Grace White And if the stars fail us What becomes us  then My darling ones What becomes us now A song A psalm The unfolding line A rhyme Tales of sorrow so swiftly said The heart beats once Twice Or none What becomes us My darling ones What keeps us here

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Winter Haiku

By Neal Whitman For those of us in the Northern Hemisphere, Winter Solstice this year occurs on December 21: in my neck of the woods (Pacific Standard Time) at 3:38* in the afternoon. I do not know about you, but as the sun lowers in the late afternoon, around 4:00 or so, I turn to […]

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Black and white cows

by Stephanie Silvia Black and white cows stand knee deep in mud next to egrets Trinidad 2006

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Cleaning Fish

By Joseph Milosch At the cottage located on Base Lake, I stood beside my Grandfather in the wash room. We were cleaning fish, and the room smelled of blood, guts, laundry soap, and air from the swampy land, located to the northwest. He made it look easy as he sliced the perch from its tail […]

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Figures from the Desert

Three Short Poems by Joseph D. Milosch How Warm the Moon How warm the moon resting on our blankets. Moonlight on Her Cheek Moonlight on her cheek what am I to do but steal a kiss. Old Cowboy Flies, dust, campfire, my horse peeing by my bedroll. Blogged with the Flock Browser

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Alabama Sunshine

by Paul Ingrassia Grasshopper lies hidden, then suddenly takes flight; In a field of green: such a little thing – I step lightly, gazing at the sky, tiny silhouettes circling, hawks among the clouds.

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Pebbles

by Rena Lee All their angles they have lost. Eternal friction of sea and sand. Hybrids of water and land. And even in form they are something between a drop and a stone.

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Distance

by Ag Synclair red river desert accipitridae seek food the spoils of war accipitridae

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Klopp Lake Takes the Prize

by Neal Whitman Susurrus of red. Marbled godwits overhead whoosh onto the mud flats. A wind from nowhere. Amazement of avocets fly over. We whisper reverently.

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The Red & the Black

By Joseph Milosch Olive-skinned under bar lights, a woman stands straightening her red shorts. She removes black glass earrings, shows them to me, saying, Apache tears from Utah. She places them on a napkin, turns them into the light. My ex gave them to me, naturally shaped like tears. Picking one up by its gold […]

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The Garden

by Phebe Davidson I watched a hawk stoop hard for prey. The other day I saw him blast a squirrel’s nest, saw the drift and splinters shiver on morning air. I saw the yard empty and heard no sound one long minute, nothing stirred or sang. Then, in that charged space, one raucous jay.

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Of All Things

by Allan Peterson Of all things water needs least, is proof yet here is a morning grey as if awakened in masonry my once vivid dreams now piled aside rusting buttes and mesas the picturesque textbooks of waterwear as when in my writing paper covers rock There is a dog deep in the yard with […]

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Circus

by Salvatore Buttaci Thin long poems Wear tall stilts To keep their heads Above the crowds In someone’s life A tragedy Can make  clowns Out of poems

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