Light So many postcards. So much to say. “Dear Elaine,” she writes to herself. “Almost Christmas. Can you tell? It’s the reindeer. They’re everywhere. Their antlers rising from car windows. Tiny Christmas trees. Those too. On these windows. These cars. Antlers and Christmas trees sprouting from the same window sometimes. Insane, I know. And wreaths. […]
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Read more "SUBMIT YOUR POEMS TO CACTI FUR"Within This Tree Within this tree another tree inhabits the same body: within this stone another stone rests, its many shades of grey the same, its identical surface and weight. And within my body, another body, whose history, waiting, sings: there is no other body, it sings, there is no other world. This poem was […]
Read more "JANE HIRSHFIELD – WITHIN THIS TREE"My Dejected Catholic Upbringing The earth contains a hundred trillion terabytes, which is a quarter of a God. Which seems low given my dejected Catholic upbringing. Sorry, in my clogged thoughts I forgot you were listening. It is beyond me to forget myself. There is light on the other side. I can see it in […]
Read more "James Croal Jackson – Dejected Catholic Upbringing"Pleasure We have gone too far already. Our life is a mine shaft that we dig in hopes of finding treasure, exploiting every vein of our bodies, excavating the vestiges of our flesh in the hopes of making it cash. The canary isn’t singing anymore. The mountain is caving in. And in the dark you […]
Read more "Daniel Schulz – Pleasure"May You See It Sit And may you not miss it like you did this past Christmas, and somehow even year round, in the pear tree, the partridge. That is, if only, such a sitting bird would have time for such a seat to find so to help an eyewitness. Meantime, time is swiftly time. […]
Read more "Joe Bisicchia – May You See It Sit"extinguished when she leaves againI’m left to admire herdeparting figure, the wayher country/western shirtclings to her slender back.I count the tarnishedsilver socketslacking rhinestones likedead stars sequesteredin the Persephoneconstellation.an affair definedby absence. ~ union station, Nashville of course, it takes me onlyfive minutes to get readyfreeing me to linger nearthe doorway of the bathroomwitnessing Sera’s ritual,her […]
Read more "Karl Koweski – 3 POEMS"Heat Lightning Is just normal lightning That’s too far away For the rain and thunder To reach. I always thought It was a magical kind of summer storm: All the marvelous light with None of the dreary consequences. I was just as disappointed to learn That shooting stars are also a misnomer. They’re just fast […]
Read more "Cody Adams – Heat Lightning"INTO NICARAGUAWe played nice with the officious border guards.They stamped our passports like driving nails through the paper.Villagers paid little attention to us.We looked as harmless as a light breeze.We drove up and down hills and around cattle.When lost, we asked for directions in broken Spanish.Rations were kept purposely low – rice and beans.Our stomachs […]
Read more "JOHN GREY – INTO NICARAGUA"Songs about Christmas and being at home headlights melt forward as slowly as candlewax rolling away from a flame. the traffic this evening is frustrating outside my window. it runs up the quayside toward heuston and past castle- knock. and runs into the city and west toward the port and some of it splits toward […]
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