Tag: Poetry

A Poem by Rob Gray: “The Rhododendron and Camellia Year Book (1966)”

—for Richard and Frances Chiem 1 We needMore men like RichardSons, brothers, uncles andFathers like Richard We needMore women like RichardDaughters, sisters, aunts andMothers like Richard We needMore poets like RichardPoems like RichardBooks like Richard We needMore metaphors like RichardWe needMore architects like Richard To build sustainable and affordable housing like RichardBungalowsChurchesMosques Tenement buildingsSkyscrapersSynagogues andSupermarkets…
Three Poems by Jasmine An

Film Analysis Techniques Whose perspective does the camera represent? Whose eyes? I stare. How am I any different than the hungry sockets of men? What if my hand slips between my legs? What if I moan? Which sounds are diegetic? What if I moan? The music is supposed to be Mandarin. The soldiers are shouting…
“Torture Horse,” a poem by Jessie Janeshek

See my body moveso many nuclear beauties in tinfoildraping the rage. My mouth is too smallto matter to anyone.Just eat the hooves, the woods, you can leave Niagara Falls a restoration labyrinthine a curvy woman in a wasp costumein the copper hallway. Sometimes I’m absorbent or my poison failsand I try to bite off your…
Poetry by Brian D. Morrison: “The Idea of Canaries”

Psychoanalysis tells us the secretof healthy living: speech. Unspokenthoughts can travel at light speedramped to the power of 1938, the yearFreud’s four sisters were not savable. He joked, I can most highly recommendthe Gestapo to everyone. He could saylittle more and filled his throatwith canaries. The birds would sing,and then silence. Canary after canary stopped…
Three Poems by Brandon Shimoda

Blind Children What is the first thing you remember?Kicking my sisterMy father hitting me with sticksLying next to my motherBeing hit, I can feel itWhen I rememberMother saying, But he’s a miracle, whenThe doctor said, He has 48 hours. Desert Poems I have some artwork I want to sellPaintings, I’ve been making some real nice…
Poetry by Philip Schaefer: “Radial Glow”

In the America of my fistthe rats drew blood. You let them. You soaked mewith hydrogen saying don’twince, become. I am still not your motherfucker.The coal train gliding by in the mirrorof your eyes is lost in 2 directions. This is my mouth on drugs: graba shovel and dig. Say somethingcruel and watch it dissolve.…
Four Dossiers, poetry by Jane Lewty

Dossier #1 It’s the year of less-than-half the true extent of time. There is water on the moon And on Gliese exostar 1214b. Its constellation is all wound up. Its struggle will last forever. There’s even an emoji for it, a U With a tilde, a sling dash: U̴ An oviform filled by an approximate,…
A Poem by Bridget Talone: “A Dream Is a Witch Your Heart Makes (Music for Shame)”

Ask not how you could ever make it right.Instead, lie down in your young shame—its dirty, slender hairdo blades. That panic madethe mouth. The villain fed his girlfrienda cube of fish off his steak knife,then drew the blade back through her cheek.Misfortune filled the little mouths that opened.Noisy rubies claw a formal sky.Ashamed, the player…
F. Daniel Rzicznek Poetry: “Hatchet”

Came down from the hills to findthe thaw refrozen, ground even harderthan before, and this in late March: twist of smoke to the south,early star or two riding the blue. The half-tame one, chest-deep in snow,looked back at me, his face tilting asmemories pooled in my head: the time he stole a deer femur,huffing and…