Tag: Poetry

“Fugitive,” a new poem for Haunted Passages by Douglas Cole

These junkyards at the edge of cities,towers of wrecks, cars with bloodstill on the driver seat, the windshield—I am looking for a water pump, a new heart. The raw road, the gravel pit,the trailer where I get my insurancefrom a salesman heavy with gold chains.No one around here remembers rain. I am a drive-through ghost.Aren’t…
Poetry from The Future: “An Odyssey to the Sun with a Key to a Building Littered with Danger and a Sign Saying No Unlawful Entry” by Micah Zevin

The black holes are multiplying, the suns are exploding, human space debrishas been found as we imagine megastructures on earth, habitable, uninhabitable,planets protecting all flora, fauna in a dwindling and decaying future. Theadvertisements 3-D pop-ups, bots, spam risk calls, pulsated on all devicesso you must decline all calls or texts purported to be selling high…
Poetry for Flavor Town USA: “In Foil” by Kath DeGennaro

It’s something about the way you have to hold it in your handsthe way your mother might have made you onebefore she let you become out of her reach. When I see people eating sandwiches in public I cannot look away. It’s something about how you can eat it standing upwith your neck pushed forwardprimalor…
Two Poems by Vincent James Perrone from The Future

Autobiography of Dust I’m leading a quiet life in my dark apartment | searching for Higgs Boson in the company of stray fireworks | from May to October | waiting for old habits to expire | with the annuals and cut-rate stars | and the apartment | is more the linger of seasons | the…
Three Poems by Paul Chuks

Self-Portrait with Less Anxieties Lord, I want to be Hollywood-cool.That young boy whose father ownsA company—and wills it over toHim at twenty-one.Once—I needed bread—I went to theBlock industry to mold some.Two coins they paid me—finishedafter the economy swallowed itduring my lunch time. Thenext day—I took a knife to mythroat in mistaking myself amartyr for capitalism.…
Haunted Passages Poetry: “Registry” by Dane Slutzky

We got married before the disasterand now, whenever something happens,a package shows up on the doorstep. When part of the continent crumbled awayinto the sea, the UPS guy drove byleaving three ceramic mixing bowls. When the trees all caught the root disease,passing it to each other through the fungiin the earth, we got a toaster.…
Haunted Passages: Five Poems by Scott Ferry

this is a poem about the fish on the dock whose mouth gasps a 0 as it tries to breatheand my son stares at it and jumps when it kicks against the wood and he makes his mouth into a 0then closes 0 then closes i say don’t touch it and i don’t say it…
Two Poems by Anthony Robinson

Failures of the Poets Wyatt couldn’t keep count of his “numbrous vers”And when I mentioned this, a user said, “pronounced properly,They scan perfectly.” They do not, but as a rule,I’ve stopped arguing with old men. The shaggy poems,Derived from an old Italian, have their mincing charms,And for this he did not deserve hanging, nor beheading.It’s unfortunate…
Poetry for Side A: “Like So” by Sharon Mesmer

Like So —after Alfonsina Storni, Argentina, 1892 –1938 1/ I’m reading a book on how to live and wondering if it’s truethat loving someone transfigures everything.I doubt if anyone truly loves.They just infuse all things with themselves and move on. I might grasp the subtle order of existence if I could learnhow some people never…