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Fugitive Day, Ellen Prentiss Cambell
Fugitive Day, Ellen Prentiss Cambell
Bryant Literary Review
Yonder Hills it was called then, and still is now, after the first line from an old hymn my grandmother used to sing, "Yonder Hills are very Fair."
Between Us There Are More And More Things, Becky Kennedy
Between Us There Are More And More Things, Becky Kennedy
Bryant Literary Review
Frying bacon in the morning
every morning washing dishes in a place
where I see trees
Butterflies And Honey, B. Z. Niditch
Butterflies And Honey, B. Z. Niditch
Bryant Literary Review
You keep your voice
shivering in the blue sun
butterflies and honey
Terrible Twos, Charles Harper Webb
Terrible Twos, Charles Harper Webb
Bryant Literary Review
O God of Mercy, drop me in the sea.
Turn my feet into propellers; my chest,
The Walnut, David Cappella
The Walnut, David Cappella
Bryant Literary Review
Consider the walnut
its crenellation, its meat
like a miniature human brain
Dragonflies On The Stairs, Gary Pedler
Dragonflies On The Stairs, Gary Pedler
Bryant Literary Review
It was the only Victorian left on the block. On either side stood apartment buildings, one from the turn of the last century, the other from the nineteen eighties, both nondescript in different ways.
Two Swans In A Pond Next To The Highway, J. R. Solonche
Two Swans In A Pond Next To The Highway, J. R. Solonche
Bryant Literary Review
They have chosen well, these two
swans, one swimming the circumference
of the water, its neck a parenthesis
Maho Bay, Near The Astrologer's Table, Lyn Lifshin
Maho Bay, Near The Astrologer's Table, Lyn Lifshin
Bryant Literary Review
yellow bird on
the table, two
curious lizards
Photography, Rustin Larson
Photography, Rustin Larson
Bryant Literary Review
Earth takes a long-exposure photo of herself--
her apartment a kind of camera obscura--
Compost, Ravi Shankar
Compost, Ravi Shankar
Bryant Literary Review
Filling a tarp full of spindled elm leaves
that cling and loosen in wake of dragging
The Third Of May, 1808, At Madrid: The Shootings On Principe Pio Mountain, Oil On Canvas, 1814, Ravi Shankar
The Third Of May, 1808, At Madrid: The Shootings On Principe Pio Mountain, Oil On Canvas, 1814, Ravi Shankar
Bryant Literary Review
When they come for you, Cossack-capped,
in lockstep, carrying the black eye of death
against their shoulders, how will you react?
Squid, Mary Ann Mayer
Squid, Mary Ann Mayer
Bryant Literary Review
We dissected one in school,
and it squirted ink all over the room
when I squeezed it.
Worms, Gary Guinn
Worms, Gary Guinn
Bryant Literary Review
At the wine and cheese party for the clinic staff, John described his worm farm to Doctor Miles.
What The Raven Said, Barbara Crooker
What The Raven Said, Barbara Crooker
Bryant Literary Review
as he balanced on a branch of Douglas fir,
was that it's dark under the stars, the planet
Elegy For The Residents Of The Niagara Apartments, Ken Meisel
Elegy For The Residents Of The Niagara Apartments, Ken Meisel
Bryant Literary Review
I
Because there are stories too disturbing to retell
I have to first talk about the field of yellow flowers
New In Town, Nancy White
New In Town, Nancy White
Bryant Literary Review
Yes, he still drops by, still for no reason. Even
today when rain bathes the house and
the path sheds its glove of dust.
For Chance, Keep Beauty Warm, Nancy Lee Craven
For Chance, Keep Beauty Warm, Nancy Lee Craven
Bryant Literary Review
Keep truth ardent, fresh and limber
protect it by finding it in lowly places
and leave it there--
The Agreement, Lewis Schrager
The Agreement, Lewis Schrager
Bryant Literary Review
When the shooting starts, the tourists stay home. No tourists, no business--Mamoun Aboulafia knew the situation all too well.
The Lincoln-Douglas Debate Of 1984, Tom Williams
The Lincoln-Douglas Debate Of 1984, Tom Williams
Bryant Literary Review
I should have conceded as soon as Abraham Lincoln entered the room.
The Iris And The Blade, Kathleen Hellen
The Iris And The Blade, Kathleen Hellen
Bryant Literary Review
The body Japanese:
perfect as the words;
"And Today", Jack Lindeman
"And Today", Jack Lindeman
Bryant Literary Review
And today I wonder what should be done
and what not done,
and whether there is really
any difference between the two
Drawing Blanks, John Azrak
Drawing Blanks, John Azrak
Bryant Literary Review
I turned my memory over
to you when, unexpectedly
In Some Town's Junk Shop, John Hazard
In Some Town's Junk Shop, John Hazard
Bryant Literary Review
A photo: someone's tall father leans on a shovel
in failing light. It's black and white, but I see
the orange in the tip of his smoke
Late Visions, Lynn Domina
Late Visions, Lynn Domina
Bryant Literary Review
He's an old man with an infant
daughter dead seventy years.
Country Junction, Tom Miller Juvik
Country Junction, Tom Miller Juvik
Bryant Literary Review
Talk to anyone in the county about the murder of Al DeLancy, the explanation will be the same.
Slow Change, Rane Arroyo
Slow Change, Rane Arroyo
Bryant Literary Review
I thought, it's done, I'm out.
My father died, the women in