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Full-Text Articles in Arts and Humanities
Time-Zone Poems, Bob De Smith
Space Travel, Mary Dengler
Private Associations, Bob De Smith
Lake Michigan (Warmer Than You Think), Bob De Smith
Temple Playground, Mary Dengler
After My Mother Beats Me, Erica Hughes
Chronos And Kairos, John Zinkand
Relativity (Distant Bodies), Kevin B. Anderson
Pepperidge Tree, Thea E. Calitri-Martin
The Meneely Bell, Laura Jean Gilloux
Forever Undone [Poem], Kate Abell
Forever Undone [Poem], Kate Abell
Occasional Paper Series
Kate Abell shares a poem following September 11. It is a personal expression of never forgetting the images and events of September 11.
The Blank Card: Meaning And Transcendence In T. S. Eliot's The Wasteland, Joshua Evans
The Blank Card: Meaning And Transcendence In T. S. Eliot's The Wasteland, Joshua Evans
Agora
No abstract provided.
Fall 2017, Vantage Point
Fall 2016, Vantage Point
Cicadas, Gene Grabiner
Disciple, Jessica K. Sklar
Disciple, Jessica K. Sklar
Journal of Humanistic Mathematics
This is a love poem for mathematics.
Maximillian Sunflowers, David Schelhaas
Love Loves All, Donna Williams
Love Loves All, Donna Williams
The Tuxedo Archives
Our love is the strongest.
And it has forced us into this undying relationship.
The disease that ravaged the country
Somehow, it brought us closer. ~excerpt from poem
El Salvador, Jordan Villasensor
El Salvador, Jordan Villasensor
The Tuxedo Archives
A foreign land that I was unfamiliar with,
Full of green lush and the smell of diesel.
Trucks driving swiftly carrying bundles of plantains
Nothing was the same. ~excerpt from poem
Pancakes Are Yummy, Galen Small
Pancakes Are Yummy, Galen Small
The Tuxedo Archives
When you've too much homework,
And the cafeteria food sucks, remember that
You are going to die. ~excerpt from poem
Gomer, Elizabeth Pode
Gomer, Elizabeth Pode
The Tuxedo Archives
Cattail breath hot on your breast,
but you can’t shake the feeling
of someone in the next room.
He would know. ~excerpt from poem
The Ignition And The Mass, Jessica Guda
The Ignition And The Mass, Jessica Guda
The Tuxedo Archives
I may not remember much
About this day.
I may not recall specifics,
What exactly happened when~ excerpt from poem
Bayon Temple, Angkor Cambodia, Joseph Meyers
Bayon Temple, Angkor Cambodia, Joseph Meyers
The Tuxedo Archives
My sandals stomp slowly up the temple stairs.
One foot after the other I walk almost unaware
of the many faces above me carved in stone.
Each one unique and could stand on its own. ~excerpt from poem
Attached To Me, Jessica Guda
Attached To Me, Jessica Guda
The Tuxedo Archives
If I flew away from you
And left you
Would I stay
In your thoughts
And in your dreams?
Would I help you to be brave? ~excerpt from poem
Alone Tonight, Jessica Guda
Alone Tonight, Jessica Guda
The Tuxedo Archives
Somehow it’s just not right
That I should sit alone tonight.
The rain comes down
While melodic sounds
Creep inside to meet me. ~excerpt from poem
Calculations, Elizabeth Pode
Calculations, Elizabeth Pode
The Tuxedo Archives
The fringes of the velvet petals brush up against the timeless bone-white bark. Her slender hand trembles, naked as it is without the gleaming ring she had dreamt of so often. There were two roses. One stark and wilting with its fleeting beauty, covering up the gaping scar. It was left at the graveside. ~excerpt from poem
February 7th, Elizabeth Pode
February 7th, Elizabeth Pode
The Tuxedo Archives
Let the light in
so that when I finally
see you,
love will be
lust will be
fate. ~excerpt from poem
Down East Maine, Gibb David
Down East Maine, Gibb David
The Tuxedo Archives
It began with the long, silent drive past endless
lobster pounds and fishing towns that litter
the landscape of Down East Maine like seagulls
swarming a freshly pulled pot, like canvas tents
on the small island that was my summer home. ~excerpt from poem
Fabricated Wonderland, Jessica Curlett
Fabricated Wonderland, Jessica Curlett
The Tuxedo Archives
Maybe if Alice
was not so lost
It’d be easier to make decisions;
Like why is a raven like a writing desk? ~excerpt from poem
Compassion, Jessica Curlett
Compassion, Jessica Curlett
The Tuxedo Archives
Because I'm a nice person
It's what I do,
but you,
look at this as boring
or unrewarding
and turn your back faster
than I can think to be forward. ~excerpt from poem