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Clean Slate, Richard Dinges Jr.
Clean Slate, Richard Dinges Jr.
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No one wonders why we return each morning, eyes half-shuddered, mouths yawning
Irises Planted On A Grave, Gordon Grice
Irises Planted On A Grave, Gordon Grice
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The irises lick the wind with fragrant tongues…
On The Move, Jack Cooper
On The Move, Jack Cooper
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Arriving I caught the bus to the beach under a blue and white sky and sat behind five or six riders
Part Ii, Diane Glancy
Birds Of Light, Jack Cooper
Birds Of Light, Jack Cooper
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Autumn streams of rain hit the maple tree and red and yellow leaves wing off in all directions
Festina Lente, Jack Cooper
Festina Lente, Jack Cooper
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I once laid a stone path in the yard and unearthed a spadefoot toad in hibernation
Interactive Sonnet, James B. Nicola
Interactive Sonnet, James B. Nicola
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This is the place where I’m supposed to say a thing I have to say, and soundly, then expound upon it like a pregnant hen with fourteen eggs she cannot help but lay.
Lampyridae, Donna Emerson
Lampyridae, Donna Emerson
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As I walk down the June steps of the farmhouse, fireflies flash close to my face.
On Wings, Richard Dinges Jr.
On Wings, Richard Dinges Jr.
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Each day, more flies descend and buzz my porch. I bathe.
Part One, Diane Glancy
Prayers Coagulate Around A Woman On Her Porch, Henry D. Goldkamp
Prayers Coagulate Around A Woman On Her Porch, Henry D. Goldkamp
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Southern static : pink tongue : dewy ears : seagulls yelling Wal-Mart
A Certain Age, Anne Babson
A Certain Age, Anne Babson
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The body churns out its red butter every Twenty-eight days but spends the whole cow to do it. The skin still glows a little, but blood vessels ruddy As the spaceship face fissures, approaching warp speed.
Ballad Of St. Stephen's Green, James B. Nicola
Ballad Of St. Stephen's Green, James B. Nicola
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While loitering in St. Stephen’s Green, Watching the youth pass by, I spied an elder gentleman In a blue suit and bright tie
Beetles In Moonlight, Gordon Grice
Beetles In Moonlight, Gordon Grice
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This rooted cliff is riddled and pocked. On August nights, you can watch the moonlight clatter into shards that move apart and come together to couple.
Blimps Are Cool, Molly Sizer
Blimps Are Cool, Molly Sizer
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Today we saw the Goodyear Blimp. It flew above the roofs of town.
Carved Door, Dennis Ross
Carved Door, Dennis Ross
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I stagger with a heavy door, thick, ancient oak with six carved panels: a dove, a plow, flowers, wreathed acanthus leaves.
Health Care, Dick Bentley
Health Care, Dick Bentley
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On this hill, in this clump of trees at the edge of the golf course, I sit with the wind swaying the daisies.
Hometown, Kenneth Beck
Hometown, Kenneth Beck
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My hometown is a monochrome. Pack rats on every block with vintage Whatever-you-have from whatever-year.
Human Rib Bone, $10, Shiann Dawson
Human Rib Bone, $10, Shiann Dawson
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A little gift shop, nestled into a house of death Filled with…well, Trinkets, mostly.
If Ever, Dilvin Işiki
If Ever, Dilvin Işiki
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If ever this sadness unbraces the ties between me and you, I’ll hang myself to your happiness;
Imperfect English Composition, Anne Babson
Imperfect English Composition, Anne Babson
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Thesis: While in love, no matter what my mother says about the milk for free, I have discovered that he is prose, not sonnet. While having sterling qualities, he is not perfect. Remind the reader that no one is. Remind self.
Ire Man, James B. Nicola
Midnight Run To Nacogdoches, Robert L. Penick
Midnight Run To Nacogdoches, Robert L. Penick
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He is sitting in a fast food restaurant, pining for a woman who has never had an original thought in her life. It is Christmas Eve, and she is five hundred miles away, celebrating with her new in-laws. He is a damned fool, but hasn’t quite realized it yet.
Naming Southwest Oklahoma, Molly Sizer
Naming Southwest Oklahoma, Molly Sizer
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Young Andrew Carnegie invested years steeling money; in his old age, he built imposing music halls on the east coast and libraries in rural towns out west.
New Barista, Dennis Ross
New Barista, Dennis Ross
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She moves like a half-grown colt, all legs and skinny arms…
The Choice Is Mine, John Grey
The Choice Is Mine, John Grey
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I wear mismatched clothes, fill the sink with dirty dishes, sit and watch football on the TV until all hours
The Pie Lady, Shiann Dawson
The Yellow Porch Swing, Aimee Klein
The Yellow Porch Swing, Aimee Klein
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The smell of honeysuckle carried on a breeze the soft squeak
Trash, Eleanore Lee
Trash, Eleanore Lee
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To find where the Johnsons used to live, You have to turn up the old dirt road, Hang left, then go on past the splintered gate