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Icarus As Teacher, Ann Zoller
Icarus As Teacher, Ann Zoller
Bryant Literary Review
When Icarus taught me
to fly beyond the dream,
Men's Department, Leslie Pietrzyk
Men's Department, Leslie Pietrzyk
Bryant Literary Review
Ann had been watching her husband pick through suits long enough, and the painful blister on her heel had just popped.
Onions, Joseph Pipolo
Onions, Joseph Pipolo
Bryant Literary Review
I wonder how many more red onions will come out of your garden
now that you're dead.
Thesis, Bryan Walpert
Thesis, Bryan Walpert
Bryant Literary Review
Consider the certain rhetoric of flatware.
The drawer's slots, the clean classification:
Nikkie And Jesus, Arthur Winfield Knight
Nikkie And Jesus, Arthur Winfield Knight
Bryant Literary Review
My wife says we ought to feed the dog
before we go to dinner, but I know
Homecoming, Susan Clayton-Goldner
Homecoming, Susan Clayton-Goldner
Bryant Literary Review
A father hangs small clothes in the trees
believing his dead son
will find them, dress up
A Boy's Bike, Diane Lockward
A Boy's Bike, Diane Lockward
Bryant Literary Review
One morning a bike appears in our driveway,
at the end where we can't not notice it,
The Final Note, Roland Goity
The Final Note, Roland Goity
Bryant Literary Review
Boxes everywhere. And strapping tape, lots of strapping tape. Enough to mark a football field end zone
What Cannot Be Found Is Always Enough, Thomas Bonoma
What Cannot Be Found Is Always Enough, Thomas Bonoma
Bryant Literary Review
When you can no longer point to me,
waving at you from the edge of these woods,
Dream Landscape With Wheatfield, Art Zilleruelo
Dream Landscape With Wheatfield, Art Zilleruelo
Bryant Literary Review
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when the wind
comes, my father fishhooks
a tape recorder and casts
Shipwreck Survivors March Along The Coastline, Timothy Martin
Shipwreck Survivors March Along The Coastline, Timothy Martin
Bryant Literary Review
Three days, twelve days, a lifetime.
To starboard, the sea that didn't bury us.
Love American Style (Or How Pop Got His Green Card), Rosanna Armendariz
Love American Style (Or How Pop Got His Green Card), Rosanna Armendariz
Bryant Literary Review
My pop, Nigel Pepper, came to the United States in 1971. He flew here illegally, using a network of bribes.
Wild Running Words, Jeanne Lohmann
Wild Running Words, Jeanne Lohmann
Bryant Literary Review
because you can die of indecision
and wanting to do too much
in one failing body whose limits
Travel Tips For The Solo Female In Central America, Cindy May Murphy
Travel Tips For The Solo Female In Central America, Cindy May Murphy
Bryant Literary Review
I.
Do not pick up pillows thrown
into airplane aisles by withered men
Born Again In Brooklyn, John Azrak
Born Again In Brooklyn, John Azrak
Bryant Literary Review
I want to be born again
in Brooklyn. Oh, how I would
worship the very playground
Goody-Goody, Robert Kaye
Goody-Goody, Robert Kaye
Bryant Literary Review
"Don't be such a goody-goody, Wilson." The voice arched over the heads of children and parents alike,
George Segal's The Butcher Shop, Stephen Gibson
George Segal's The Butcher Shop, Stephen Gibson
Bryant Literary Review
Take a plaster body cast of a dumpy
butcher, set her across from a plaster customer
Call It A Draw: On Art And Love, Neil Carpathios
Call It A Draw: On Art And Love, Neil Carpathios
Bryant Literary Review
--for my wife
We argue over the Rothko
in the museum. I say it
looks like the inside of
Reprise For A Memory, Askold Skalsky
Reprise For A Memory, Askold Skalsky
Bryant Literary Review
--after Donald Justice
I ask you to come back now as you were in October,
elegant, lithe, the auburn hair upswept with a topknot of tulle.
Running Out, J. S. Kierland
Running Out, J. S. Kierland
Bryant Literary Review
When the deep shadows finally came in he sprung out of a cluster of junipers and made a run for the mountain's stark cliffs.
Shell, Sean Thomas Dougherty
Shell, Sean Thomas Dougherty
Bryant Literary Review
For to forget him was to forget what was, which was, of course, she thought, a kind of beginning in itself, like an egg.
The Covenant, Doug Ramspeck
The Covenant, Doug Ramspeck
Bryant Literary Review
Her flowers are dying in the old clay pot.
Her tomato vines are withering.
For My Mother Who Has Never Been To Cape Cod, Carla Panciera
For My Mother Who Has Never Been To Cape Cod, Carla Panciera
Bryant Literary Review
Bayside, the water sluices in.
A clump of seaweed, frilled and green
September Light, Connie Harrington
September Light, Connie Harrington
Bryant Literary Review
Switch off the lamp at the top of the stairway, as dusk calls you to the armchair at your window,
Untitled, Kiki Denis
Untitled, Kiki Denis
Bryant Literary Review
i always thought we melt in years but now i know
we melt in space