Tag: Poetry

New Poetry: “To Infinity and Beyond” by Joel Anthony Harris

I have a running sore on my chest, a pockmarked full moon that waxes radiant in inconsolable bereavement. I bear it as a nursery swaddled in shade cloth to ditch the sun. It is my silent wound. My silent night. A silence etched into my being as a sinkhole without the finality of rocks or…
Poetry: Three Bad Survivors by Kristin Lueke

the idiot imagines the last year as her last on earth (at last) i watched my dog disintegrate, drank more water than god.thought about divorce but didn’t. get divorced i mean. imaginedwhat it would be like to move a sofa. i didn’t move a sofa.didn’t do a single puzzle i didn’t want to do. i…
New Poem for Side A: “Kandinsky” by Sandy Berrgian

Kandinsky I entered a dream worldof color and fireDay and nightgarden and fieldegg and dragonflyFlag and footballThis form a science fiction. Mini-interview with Sandy Berrgian by Rod Roland RR: What can you tell me about this poem? SB: Kandinsky is one of my most favorite artists. I was probably at the Guggenheim. I don’t know…
“Placatory Congregation”: A New Haunted Passage by Steve Castro, Christopher Citro, & Dustin Pearson

The music of a wall decaying. Stars. Rivers in windows. Moon low over houses. If we stuck a fork in it, juice would fall over us. Build a play cave, cover it with thick blankets. With a small hand tuck the final flap in. The play cave was unique like our town’s pastor with a…
Three Life Sentences for Bad Survival: Original Poetry by Susan Lewis

From Each her deadlift limitation, to each her accordion need. Wandering towards wonder at the old one-two as if physics could say if not save the day, steal if not seal the deal, stave if not stow the dole drilled from the spoils of this ever spill. Weep if you think worse of anyone than…
Book Excerpt: Six New Clark Coolidge Poems from Radium Out Cold

These poems are a kind of pure poetry that reflects the the writer’s life work of interacting with language. For those who are drawn in, this work can take on an importance that permeates how we think and hear and see and live, complete with an ongoing sense of play and utter joy in the…
Seven Poems from the Future: Jerome Sala

The Last Words of the Replicant, or, Blade Runner Revised “I have tasted flavors of which my fellow replicants have never even dreamed … I have consumed Sweet Mango Pringles in South Koreaand Hawaii-style Poke-bowl crisps in Hungary.I have gobbled down chocolate-coated snacks in Finland and Lasagna-flavored potato chips in Thailand.But I have never understood why…
Side A Poetry: “The Strategy of Tension” by Christopher Blackman

The Strategy of Tension At a bar, lobsters millin the corner claw machine,waiting to be pulledfrom their situation,from brine into boilfilling the room with the smellof displaced sea, pluckedfrom bedrooms to be usedin amusements, consumedby men in cargo shorts.Not to quote Dostoevsky,but this might be our greatest sin:destroying and betraying ourselvesfor nothing. Friends,I don’t need…
Poetry for Side A: “Militia Lands Hunger” by Jonathan Memmert

Militia Lands Hunger they’re out there— they wait for the likes of youliberal likes they so dislikelikes so unlike them they meet train drill exercisein quasi synchronized precisionas onslaught takeover practices fantasize they dress in para uniform camouflage guisesbare tattooed ideology from under their skinstand sentry cocked and locked as white rise political voices sound…