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The White Hydrangeas, Larry O'Brien
The White Hydrangeas, Larry O'Brien
Bryant Literary Review
You notice them first while getting the mail,
in the airless heat of an August noon,
Apple For Your Thought Processes?, Eric Cisternelli
Apple For Your Thought Processes?, Eric Cisternelli
Bryant Literary Review
Like hundreds of flies to a carcass
Sacrificing money at an altar,
Go Gentle Into That Good Night (After Dylan Thomas), Bart Edelman
Go Gentle Into That Good Night (After Dylan Thomas), Bart Edelman
Bryant Literary Review
Please, please, go gentle into that good night,
Old age should never burn at close of day;
C. Bowen, Plumber, Paul Hostovsky
C. Bowen, Plumber, Paul Hostovsky
Bryant Literary Review
I like this guy
before we even meet.
He's the only one
Mozart, B. Z. Niditch
Mozart, B. Z. Niditch
Bryant Literary Review
You came to me
early
like butterflies
in my secret universe,
The Swings On Crane Avenue, Parker Williams
The Swings On Crane Avenue, Parker Williams
Bryant Literary Review
He loved them,
would sit there for hours and dream about flying,
Moon Rise, John P. Kristofco
Moon Rise, John P. Kristofco
Bryant Literary Review
when colors and their implications fade
into the twist of trees,
Yesterday's Tongue, John Mckernan
Yesterday's Tongue, John Mckernan
Bryant Literary Review
Its syllables
Dripping to the brown earth
Disconnected, Jim Hart
Disconnected, Jim Hart
Bryant Literary Review
I'm leaving you - she said
The words hanging in the air between us
Taking Liberties, Jim Hart
The Cow Near Matamoros, Carol Hamilton
The Cow Near Matamoros, Carol Hamilton
Bryant Literary Review
Tied to her terror,
her placid, brush-haired sides
so like a back room
To Ansel Adams, John Sibley Williams
To Ansel Adams, John Sibley Williams
Bryant Literary Review
It could have been
color
if mountains and dreams
Drive-Ins, John Grey
Drive-Ins, John Grey
Bryant Literary Review
I should have noticed something
was up when the film stopped mid-reel.
The Propensity For Monologue, John Sibley Williams
The Propensity For Monologue, John Sibley Williams
Bryant Literary Review
I'd like to be a sparrow,
bring new morning
each time I speak.
Junior Munson Does The Long Haul, Elton Glaser
Junior Munson Does The Long Haul, Elton Glaser
Bryant Literary Review
I like to start my mornings
Sunnyside up at a truckstop,
Going-Away Party, Elton Glaser
Going-Away Party, Elton Glaser
Bryant Literary Review
Inside the white envelope, I find
An invitation to my death.
You can steam off the stamps,
Shells, Barbara Mackay
Shells, Barbara Mackay
Bryant Literary Review
today I walk a sullen beach
its sand a deep gray
had it once been white
New York Symphony, Ed Galing
New York Symphony, Ed Galing
Bryant Literary Review
It was a drab brownstone
Tenement house we lived in
When I was growing up
Open At 10:00 A.M., Ron Koertge
Open At 10:00 A.M., Ron Koertge
Bryant Literary Review
I burst into the Gap on the morning
after Labor Day and surprise
the pretty clerks giggling,
Come To Bed, Geoffrey Jarok
Come To Bed, Geoffrey Jarok
Bryant Literary Review
It's a sad day for woman.
She sees dreams,
Like a debtor looks at bills.
Weathertalk, Korkut Onaran
Weathertalk, Korkut Onaran
Bryant Literary Review
A darkwhite sky
with a touch of semantic confusion
and the day spreads like
a sheet between the city
My Son Dreams That, As We Fished For Pumpkinseeds, A Shark Ate Me, Charles Harper Webb
My Son Dreams That, As We Fished For Pumpkinseeds, A Shark Ate Me, Charles Harper Webb
Bryant Literary Review
Did I hook the shark, and it yanked me in?
Did it leap, and pluck me off the pier?
Alone, Ron Koertge
Alone, Ron Koertge
Bryant Literary Review
Maybe it's just the kind of poetry I've been reading,
but I can't help noticing how alone most poets are:
Weather Wins, Francine Witte
Weather Wins, Francine Witte
Bryant Literary Review
It always does. Big blow
from the latest tornado?
That's just nature clearing
Rebel In A Plaid Skirt, Janet Proulx
Rebel In A Plaid Skirt, Janet Proulx
Bryant Literary Review
She moved robotically through junior high
learned by rote, kept imagination in check,
Small Blue Butterflies, Buff Whitman-Bradley
Small Blue Butterflies, Buff Whitman-Bradley
Bryant Literary Review
On a walk around the lake
I pause to watch three small blue butterflies