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Lavinia Burden Replies To Sheriff Dennehy's Proposal Of Marriage, Robert Cooperman

Westview

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Sheriff Dennehy, After His Rebuffed Proposal, Robert Cooperman

Westview

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When March Arrived, George Ressmeyer

Westview

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April, May, June, Ann Levison

Westview

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¡Escriba! ¡Write! Volume 5, June 2007, Hostos Community College Library

¡Escriba!

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Westview: Vol. 26, Iss. 1 (Spring/Summer 2007)

Westview

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Love, Nsu University School

Hieroglyphics: the NSU University School Literary Magazine

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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

Slow Change, Rane Arroyo

Bryant Literary Review

I thought, it's done, I'm out.

My father died, the women in

The Promethean, Volume 15, Genesis, 2007, English Department, Concordia University-Portland

The Promethean

In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth... And God said, "Let there be light," and there was light.
--Genesis 1:1,3

Passion is the genesis of genius.
--Anthony Robbins

In this issue, we explore the nature of beginnings. Our theme, Genesis, has brought in a broad range of submissions, from poetry reflecting on our Biblical roots to memoirs detailing first experiences at college. We asked the Concordia community to submit poems, nonfiction, artwork, photography, and short fiction that embraced our theme, but did not limit our acceptance only to work that was inspired by beginnings. What we found, …

Butterflies And Honey, B. Z. Niditch

Bryant Literary Review

You keep your voice

shivering in the blue sun

butterflies and honey

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

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

Bryant Literary Review

Consider the walnut

its crenellation, its meat

like a miniature human brain

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.

Editor's Note

Bryant Literary Review

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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."

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?

Worms, Gary Guinn

Bryant Literary Review

At the wine and cheese party for the clinic staff, John described his worm farm to Doctor Miles.

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

Compost, Ravi Shankar

Bryant Literary Review

Filling a tarp full of spindled elm leaves

that cling and loosen in wake of dragging

For Chance, Keep Beauty Warm, Nancy Lee Craven

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Keep truth ardent, fresh and limber

protect it by finding it in lowly places

and leave it there--

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

Bryant Literary Review

I should have conceded as soon as Abraham Lincoln entered the room.

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.

Late Visions, Lynn Domina

Bryant Literary Review

He's an old man with an infant

daughter dead seventy years.

"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

Office Girl, Barry Jay Kaplan

Bryant Literary Review

I work in an office. I have my own desk which has a drawer right under the main surface where inside when I was hired and sat down at it for the first time I found paper clips and little pads of different colors and lots of pens and pencils…

A Field Of Pumpkins, Martha Christina

Bryant Literary Review

Glimpsed from the train

they're a sudden

and short-lived gift.

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