Saturday, February 4, 2023

Poetry

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For the children By Amarylis Douglas “When will our blood be red enough?” When will our tears, that reflect in the journalists’ eyes, be holy enough? Our mothers and grandmothers strong enough? When will it happen? Will our children’s bedrooms...

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By Camden Fullin I hear you everywhere I go. I hear the sounds of pretty birds in the wild. And the sounds of butterflies going to buttercups. The sounds of bees and the sounds of people. And the sounds...

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Tread softly on sacred ground By Nancy Langman Tread Softly on sacred ground Tread softly on this war-torn land Many lay beneath your feet All the things they loved are gone So many died in retreat Tread softly as your tears...

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Light Workers By Jeffrey Agnoli In raw wet weather a shingler works in just an old sweatshirt. Above the big new house stoic oaks raise bare arms to reveal a slate sky. A world away the ancient pain of Ukraine rises and the old...

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Haiku for Trans Chick: Beware King George, the rooster By Cynthia Riggs An SBS chick, Marjorie’s now a rooster. We thought s/he was trans. A book’s in the works For small children now to learn That sex is fluid. A moral treatise With...

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As You Were By Fan Ogilvie It seemed we were over war When we were born. We went quickly from armistice To Bozo The Clown under the sea. But our brothers dressed in Army And Navy caps to train for the...

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February By Donald Nitchie  Don’t be glum. Odds are you’ll survive the winter, and probably several more. Why not get your hopes up for warm breezes off water and falling asleep in the shade. Hang in there, even as memory stalls...

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Johnny Hoy and the Blue Fish By Stephen Power I drive Beach Road to Temahigan Road past the Police Station where, two years ago, two deer, on separate occasions, jumped in front of me. One hit my car but...

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My Friends By John Ortman Afraid of the dark, But told to sleep without a light, I said my prayers and waited For the shadows of the night. I faced the wall and watched them grow In shapes so strange to...

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Omicron By Don McLagan Finally, the Covid claw at my throat, eases. Night-shivers pass. Hacking phlegm crests.  In the morning, it will be possible to swallow soup.  I will notice the weather, respond to some email, wheeze a few words on the phone.  Rest. The clutch at...

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In Zombnia By Ashley Mackey  I tossed. I turned. I puffed my pillow. How many turns to go? Blankets on Blankets off First I’m hot Now I’m cold. One arm up One arm down Off to the side Keep moving around. (Make an octopus proud.) Count up by threes Count...

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On Turning 75 By Tom Dresser I never thought the day would arrive, The day that I turn seventy-five, An age beyond my fear and ken Too many years to remember when As a youth, carefree, without fear, I gave no...

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Produce By Clark Myers Peas today — Green toes with tendrils nested under a fluorescent sun in the false furrows of a northern market. Emerald hope against the winter chill, displaced sugar this product of Chile — this taste of Spring and Summer side by side roots and...

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My Heart Asked My Hands By Zachary Wiesner My heart asked my hands Will we ever be safe? Will we ever embrace Growing old? Will we ever stop Feeling alone? My hands told my heart, Start by holding hands with yourself, Then open your...

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By Tracy Thorpe Dear Winter, How are you? Since I last saw you the birds have nested, fledged, and fattened for long flight and again, I feel the drowse pulled through my roots, trunk and twig. Now I must sleep, and...

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OMG! By Nancy Slonim Aronie Why did we ever put God so far away When clearly he’s in the amber glow Of my new lamp Lorie gave me? He’s in my garden, too. He’s pink and still growing Even after the...

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Overlooking the Dunes By James Miller With sunlight on their gentle back, I watch the current of green wind which blows left and right and then back like a pure soul who’s never sinned. For nature is clean of our...

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Gathering By Ellie Bates winterberry dressed the curve in the road along Mill Pond her naked branches burst with red berries carefully I step to cut several stems as cars speed by add them to crimson stalks from the...

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Effortlessly By Mark Halperin Today my postponed life came to a crystallized moment as I hesitantly snowshoed on three feet of freshly fallen snow asking myself “how shall I live?” Then in the void of silence in these woods shocked surprised overwhelmed in the present, I heard the loving hugging enveloping sound...

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Bedtime Story by Nicole Jackson  I write at night, Between my ears words take flight. Judgement free, finally. Empty my head and flush it free. Delete all day's burdens inside of me. My mind continues to roam, Finding the words to match...