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Inside Front & Back Covers: Poetry, Margie Howe

Bridgewater Review

No abstract provided.

Alice Walker, Sarah Preuschl

A Midwestern Review: A Magazine of the Arts and Issues at DePauw University

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Calliope : War, Love, & Wisdom (2004), Calliope

Calliope

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The Lantern Vol. 71, No. 2, Spring 2004, Jay Richards, Tori Wynne, Jonathan Kiernan, Sarah Kauffman, Sarah Napolitan, Nathan Dawley, Larry Barr, Katy Diana, Alison Shaffer, Susannah Fisher, Trevor Strunk, Melanie Scriptunas, Dennis Kearney, John Ramsey, Dan Bruno, Klaus Yoder, Jessica Schoff, Jen Brink, Kate Chapman, Haley Turney

The Lantern Literary Magazines, 1933 to Present

• Football Captain
• Grass Blades
• Identity Theft
• Her Shoulders
• Doing 100
• Watching the
• Fifteen Lines for Five
• Plague
• On the Occasion of Kissing You Less Than I Used To
• Decomposey
• Broomhandles
• Just a Minute
• War of the Words
• Seguidille
• At the End of One's Rope
• The Ride and Joe
• I Want Soft Curls
• Broken
• Stories of a Hypochondriac
• The TV is in Jail & My Mom is the Warden

2004 Spring Quiz And Quill Magazine, Otterbein English Department

Quiz and Quill

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Suffer The Skin, Leona Ripley

English Theses & Dissertations

This thesis contains the poems of a full-length boule manuscript as well as an introduction discussing the major themes and craft concerns of the poems. The major themes of the poems are: the construction of self, feminism, non-religious spirituality and mythos, and the construction of language.

Before Things Get Rough, John T. Williams Jr.

English Theses & Dissertations

Imagery is often defined as language that appeals to the senses. Imagery, however, is the meat of any poem, and going beyond this simplistic definition. One of the most important functions of imagery is to help establish tone, and relationship between imagery and tone enables a poem to describe, declare, assert, or imagine-to use voices that are objective, personal, opinionated, or wildly speculative.

Tonally, the poems were aggressive, and something had to temper their edge. I went to the other extreme, looking to the most basic function of imagery-description. Obviously, all poems are, on some level, descriptive. Descriptive imagery is …

The New Girl, Angela Marie Meredith

Electronic Theses and Dissertations

The New Girl is a collection of poems in which the poet assumes a direct, unfeigned voice. These rhythmic poems cover the deeply personal to the universal and social. The body is presented as a record of experiences both good and bad. Feminist issues pertainingto marriage, work, and sexuality are explored. Whether the poem is about a personal relationship or some aspect of society, it is likely to be multi-dimensional and suggest a duality. Overall, the poems are rooted in the spiritual and attempt to relate, with holistic honesty, a sense of reverence for the impure parts of life.

5th Anniversary Edition

Bryant Literary Review

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Poem Written In Revlon's "Fire And Ice" Lipstick, Marie Harris

Bryant Literary Review

I secretly wanted to be the girl

you dreamed about as you stood

staring at the phone number

Palden Gyatso Comes To Town, Anne Hanley

Bryant Literary Review

I always go to hear

Tibetan monks

Even though

I cannot understand

Their words.

The First Seven Pregnant Women I Knew, Jim Daniels

Bryant Literary Review

were teenagers. Some kept the baby. Entered

the desert of marriage, their childhoods

mirages wavering on whispered streets.

It's Simple, Tim Bellows

Bryant Literary Review

Sunday after a short stack

of blueberry pancakes, half a cup

of ginger-and-cream tea,

Horowitz In New York, Tim Bellows

Bryant Literary Review

Precise blocks of keys.

He brushes them

and in the ear's inside chamber,

we hear. His fingers white as a baby. Seems the notes

beam across cold deserts-

and hidden sprigs of grass

think to nose their ways

upward, harboring a thin sense

of yellow warmth despite

the presence of ice.

Written On Water, David Thornbrugh

Bryant Literary Review

The man whose smile is a whetstone

excels at kissing knives.

What does the sliced throat say

to the knife that kisses it?

Billy Moran Stands In His Back Yard, Saying His Prayers Over One Last Glass Of Bourbon, Michael Scott Cain

Bryant Literary Review

Our Father, thank you for the bourbon,

for the ice cubes, for the way the color

of the booze lightens as they melt,

for the fragrance that prods the senses.

The Red Chiffon, J.T. Ledbetter

Bryant Literary Review

Sleep wouldn't come, and the valium did nothing,

so he looked through the window at the man next door watching television,

his wife gone to bed after changing him.

Then he closed his eyes and listened to cars racing on Market

come back slower, looking for girls.

The Hospital Ships, Carmine Sarracino

Bryant Literary Review

They might have freighted dry goods--

blouses and trousers, spools of bright

gingham-- from ports to upriver towns.

Things Pulled Off Refrigerator Doors, Charles Harper Webb

Bryant Literary Review

That's me in Maui, underneath a tire-sized hat,

pointing surfward as if I've just invented

waves. There's Katie wincing on a fern-

draped ledge, splashed by a mile-high

waterfall.

After Hearing There Are Only 7,000 Stars Visible To The Naked Eye, Charles Rafferty

Bryant Literary Review

With its better eyes, does the housecat

cry beneath the majesty

of 70,000 stars?

The Reverend Henry Evers Has Been Conducting A Lot Of Funerals Lately., Michael Scott Cain

Bryant Literary Review

The old men are quietly dying.

Each day fewer go to the park

or the Paradise Tavern. The aisles

of the malls are less crowded.

Dawn Camping, Steven Proulx

Bryant Literary Review

Night slithers off into the horizon

a canvas of ancient pastels in its wake

air is virgin

ground marks no tread

Workout, Dave Evans

Bryant Literary Review

From my lofty indoor bike seat,

facing a bay window, I see a real fly

caught in a metaphorical Lake Michigan

Same Old, Mary Crow

Bryant Literary Review

The same old story is different with each

re-telling. What did mother say? One of the sisters asserts her truth to the other's

incredulity-- someone has to be right.

My Grandmother's Slops Bucket, David Thornbrugh

Bryant Literary Review

My grandmother kept a slops bucket

behind a curtain of blue-flowered calico cloth

tacked over the bottom shelf in her kitchen pantry,

Owl, Joe Survant

Bryant Literary Review

The owl glides in

on secret wings,

silent as a leaf flush.

He knows the quick

motives of chipmunks,

the intimacy of mice.

Homage To Montale, Baron Wormser

Bryant Literary Review

This morning

The hummingbird's

Pure zigzag

Surprises you.

The indifference to

The long steps

Of your mood.

The Widow Of War, Jon Mccolgan

Bryant Literary Review

Before allure began to pour

out of her sore onto the floor

she stored the door to her heart's core

beneath the boards of her store's floor.

The Boys Of Night Winter, Paul Sohar

Bryant Literary Review

Their puffy winter jackets lifting their

faces high above the horizon

the boys troop in from the snow

A Persistent Error, Dorinda Clifton

Bryant Literary Review

My-Hundred-Year-Old Window

I live on the second floor of an old building. One room, one window. Having only one window keeps me focused on the life I can see within its perimeter.