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Heat Wave: November In Vermont, Mitch Lescarbeau

Bryant Literary Review

The world's askew:
there should be packed pads

Chez Moi, Dennis Saleh

Bryant Literary Review

I am all there is
of me Of this there

Ennis, Ruth Holzer

Bryant Literary Review

The dusty road to Ennis
rose up to meet me
like a blessing,

Bald Eagle, Blackbirds, Matthew Spireng

Bryant Literary Review

A dead blackbird on the driveway, eagle
swooping down to avoid the plague of blackbirds

If This Man, Matthew Spireng

Bryant Literary Review

If this man with hairy ears, ears
sprouting--not like an old man,

As If It Mattered (Gambling Sounds), Fredda S. Pearlson

Bryant Literary Review

if today moves
through its hours
with no lost rings

Respect Your Elders, Charles Harper Webb

Bryant Literary Review

"Ready for a fastball," the grizzled grampa
leather-lungs. "Alls he's got's a fastball.

Victor As A Victim Of Precipitation, Jonathan Greenhause

Bryant Literary Review

Victor's car was stolen, but he chose to drive it anyway.

Every Few Years, Jack Cooper

Bryant Literary Review

Every few years
I look back and think
what a fool I was before

Old Mirror, Tom Chandler

Bryant Literary Review

Speckled from having witnessed too much,
from being peered into for an answer.

The Womb Of The Unknown Soldier, Tom Chandler

Bryant Literary Review

Is unoccupied at the moment
could be most anywhere

Leaning Into The Party, Stephen Roberts

Bryant Literary Review

I was having a good time at the party
until I leaned back on the door frame

What's Going On, Ruth Holzer

Bryant Literary Review

I'm making my way through the stormy night,
a long road back, after I've left Father

Eating The Whale, Mitch Lescarbeau

Bryant Literary Review

He brings the sizzling strip
on a bone china plate.

Island Time, Theresa Fairless

Bryant Literary Review

Carry a sunset in your pocket,
let the beam break a seam.

Perseids, Deborah Fleming

Bryant Literary Review

Mid-August and the hemisphere
Now turns its head away from light;

Peasant Woman In Gascony, Deborah Fleming

Bryant Literary Review

1972

Under the shadow of the Pyrenees
In a field at the bottom of a hillside,

With A Phone Call To Heaven, Bill Hoadley

Bryant Literary Review

I wish I had a phone
that could talk straight to heaven.

My Date With The Scientist, Kristy Nielsen

Bryant Literary Review

He tells me even land has tides,
pulled like water by the moon.

What Is, Stephen Malin

Bryant Literary Review

It is what it is
unless of course
it isn't in which case

Big Red, Ryan Warneke

Bryant Literary Review

It loses value,
the faded red hood

Late To Find Me, Marge Piercy

Bryant Literary Review

In my adolescence, high school
and through college, I was amorphous.

Elegy, Brendan Nixon

Bryant Literary Review

Death stood there in a leather jacket,
sunglasses on and his hands in his pockets.

It Wasn't In The Cards, Sarah Brown Weitzman

Bryant Literary Review

"I'm in", I announced and sat down
to play the cards I'd be dealt.

Right Now At This Moment As We Speak, Tom Chandler

Bryant Literary Review

Two humpback whales
are breaching eight miles
off the coast of Venezuela

The Blind Man At The Grand Canyon, John Kristofco

Bryant Literary Review

He stood there with his friend,
the hundreds at the rim,

Block Island Haiku, Fred Yannantuono

Bryant Literary Review

So many hatchbacks.

Space Storms, Sarah Thompson

Bryant Literary Review

You are the star
In the blackened sky