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April Thoughts In War Time, Helen E. Hughes

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Sonnet

Blue skies are cruelest now; immense, they bend
Over the lonely land, uncompromising,
Unconcerned, aloof. Unnatural friend!
Whose time is April when the sweet surprising
Daffodils spring up to rival such
A brave and tender blue! We who are used
To turning calm eyes skyward now see much
Of heaven that is alien and confused.
Where once we laughed into the sun's embrace,
Once welcomed friendly rain, once searched the broad
And democratic sky for Saturn's face,
And, searching, strained to touch the hand of God;
We now stand under skies that vomit fire.
Be angry at the blue …

Poem, Ardath Weigler

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I Ivy and jew growing in pink and blue
mugs
Mugs meant for small children
Mugs settled primly on lace doilies
Atop a spinster desk ....

TWO MONTHS LATER
II He was standing there under the neon
sign-tall, hair rough in the wind-
broken outline of glasses and upturn-
ed collar ....
Dull tap of narrow black heels on
the asphalt.
He turned as they walked toward
him, to him, past him.
Her heart did a flat-footed ballet
as she thought, "This is the end, fool."
-tugging, choking, adolescent heav-
iness crushing her breath with its
vacuum.
He thought, "She's …

Lines From The Night, Josephine Rosenfeld

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The vanity
of the trees leaning over the rivers
adjusting and readjusting their coiffures.

The solemnity
of the brook gliding by
laughing as the rocks tickle it.

The processional
of the moon
bringing in its trail the princesses
of the sky-the stars.

The strains
of music ascending to the heavens
carrying the heart and souls of the listeners.

The Awakening, Harriet Bishop

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And there I stood, a useless, living form
With roughened hands in worn out pockets pushed
And felt some force, not mine, had changed my will,
I turned my face up toward a darkened night.
There at my feet was spread an ancient world,
While high above there whirled a universe;
And far within the depths of treasured years
Strange, kindly voices dimmed the call of space.
For far below was all that used to be
While out in space stood life's futurity.

The Blind Man, Helen E. Hughes

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I know you as you walk among my rooms,
Your head turned thus, your shoulders moving so,
Your hands made busy with the sound of brooms,
The many little tasks that women know.
Dear brilliant lady, as you come and go,
Is light lent to my days. In you I find
A roof against the rain-let winter blow!
Look on me, love, with kindness; for my mind,
My heart, my searching hands that clasp you-are
not blind.

After Diana, Mary Wiley

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The clink of coffee-cups is pleasant here.
See, I have drawn the curtains fast, and shut
The moon's distracting light from our bright hearth.
Your grave brown warmth is heightened so
And I do not remember with such pain how sweet
The star's carress falls on the traveller's face,
When first he lifts it up to worship them.

The Lantern, 2013-2014, Isabella Esser Munera, Rayna Nunes, Blaise Laramee, Chukyi Kyaping, Bobbi Stone, Erica Gorenberg, Anne Rus, Dana Kluchinski, Arthur Robinson, Emily Duffy, Jane Lee, Leah Garrity, Brian Thomas, Michele Snead, Melanee Piskai, Chloe Kekovic, Kevin Moore, Codey Young, Dominick Knowles, Richard Schulz, Quinn Gilman-Forlini, Collin Takita, Amanda Sierzega, Mara Koren, Epiphany Summers, Caitlin Jackson, Benjamin Jones, Joshua Hopkins-Desantis, Rebecca Galarza, Kelsey Knowles, Aubrey Atkinson, Michael Heimbaugh, Sophie Zander, Kendal Conrad, Nora Sternlof, Henry Willshire, Elijah Kineg, Joshua Hoffman, Maxwell Bicking, Andrew Tran, Arthur Robinson, Nicolas Shandera, Grace Buchele Mineta, Meaghan Geatens, Nina Petry, Sean Dolan, Kayla Sallada '17, Sam Cermignano

The Lantern Literary Magazines, 1933 to Present

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Satori 2014, Winona State University

Satori Literary Magazine

The Satori is a student literary publication that expresses the artistic spirit of the students of Winona State University. Student poetry, prose, and graphic art are published in the Satori every spring since 1970.

2014 Spring Quiz & Quill Magazine, Otterbein English Department

Quiz and Quill

No abstract provided.

The Molloy Student Literary Magazine Volume 11, Damian Hey Ph.D., Kenneth Bornholdt, Kristin Cardino, Annie Darcy, Brianne Schieffer, Caitlin Breen, Angie Elkaray, Charisma Karnavar, Joseph Ostapiuk, Ryan Roberts, Roger Smith, Lauren Spotkov

The Molloy Student Literary Magazine

The Molloy Student Literary Magazine, sponsored by Molloy College’s Office of Student Affairs, is devoted to publishing the best previously unpublished works of prose, poetry, drama, literary review, criticism, and other literary genres, that the Molloy student community has to offer. The journal welcomes submissions, for possible publication, from currently enrolled Molloy students at all levels. All submitted work will undergo a review process initiated by the Managing Editor prior to a decision being made regarding publication of said work. Given sufficient content, The Molloy Student Literary Magazine is published twice annually in Spring and Fall. Interested contributors from the …

Soliloquy At Dusk, Bob Harris

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Turn low the lights

Half shut the shutters

Seek out the comfort

Of your favorite easy chair

And there

In the intermingled mists

Of lights and shadows

I shall relate to you

The Story

Of Robert Lee

Flames Along The Thames, Richard H. Jowitt

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A thousand flames ascend on high;

A thousand voices shouting cry,

"Oh, God, why must you now deny

our homes!"

The Life Of A Pledge, Betty Lee Snyder

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Rush week, came, and after the whirl

I emerged a sorority girl

(Oh no-I mean a potential one--

My year as a pledge has just begun).

Two Poems, Mary Wiley

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Two poems: "Realism" and "Finale."

Question On A Street-Car, Jack Kilgore

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"What do tired-eyed people live for?

They seem to have no joy."

"They have their joys the same as we;

Be silent, little boy."

Shadows, Donald Bradley

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Oh silent strength

dont vanish yet.

Written On A Wet Page., Tommy O'Rourke

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I could spell it out

in eyelashes but the invisible

boa constrictors that spring out

from your pupils

to strangle and decipher

every scribble are too busy shedding

their scales to sound out "delicate."

(No Title), Tommy O'Rourke

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Distilled crystals

in the fine print.

Antidepressants, Ella Paul

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Sometimes

I don't believe in anything

The Body Of Christ, Bob Barrick

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The scent of embalming fluid

from bearing the pall at my grandfather's funeral--

She's Much More Than Cool, Earl Townsend

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Mussolini's in the parking garage eating Fettuccini Alfredo.

I'm in a museum eating squirrel from Philadelphia.

Sometimes I take a shower with nothing else to do.

4 Tricks To Make Her Orgasm- Askmen, Bob Barrick

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Her shoulder, white like a page.

Her sex; her words.

Fate, Phillipa Schreiber

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Clacking little wooden beads.

Moved by stronger will than ours.

Autumn Swept Garden, Charles Aufderheide

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Nothing can grow here now.

This garden is Autumn-swept;

Here, by the apple bough,

You turned and wept.

Armor Against Death, Betty Richart

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At last the hour of peace, the voices stilled

The contest ended at last. The citadel

Is saved, and the sudden ambushes are over.

The night is lovely and quiet where we dwell.

Betty Ballads, Grace Ferguson

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Three poems: "Betty Ballads," "Castles in the Air," and "Betty Loves People."

Blindness, Mohineet Kaur Boparai

The Lindenwood Review: a journal of literary prose

No abstract provided.

Aposematism, Zach Fishel

The Lindenwood Review: a journal of literary prose

No abstract provided.

The Serial Killer’S Parents, Afterward, Kate Peper

The Lindenwood Review: a journal of literary prose

No abstract provided.

Last Love Poem, Mary Ann Avallone-O’Gorman

The Lindenwood Review: a journal of literary prose

No abstract provided.