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My Constant Companion
Michelle Barker
We listened to talk shows
and requiems,
chatted about acid rain,
flirted a little. [Read more...]
Constraint on An Uneasy Sea ~ obsessions
Julie Mahfood
A maze
cannot navigate. To slough off:
like skin cells, turn from a fine
powder, into into earth into sand
into skin oil and light. Burn. [Read more...]
Commonplace (2)
Rusty Morrison
A perfected balance achieved in sleep
can sometimes twist up through wakefulness
its delicate wire and weight contraption. [Read more...]
Commonplace (3)
Rusty Morrison
A child-like willingness today
was, only yesterday, an embryo
in the womb of my resistance. [Read more...]
Motherhood ~ obsessions
Lesley Pasquin
herbs bought in the throes of
gourmet dinner clubs now shriveled in their
glass bottles, a litmus for the total
disinterest in anything to do with food. [Read more...]
From Wandering Mortal
Translation by John Taylor
Author: José-Flore Tappy (From Errer mortelle, Lausanne, Switzerland: Payot, 1983 / Lausanne: Éditions Empreintes, 1995)
seeking a sign
that has survived nothingness
a lost toy
or simple earthen potsherd [Read more...]
In Defense of the Canon ~ obsessions
Priscila Uppal
I would have said, My Lord,
let me take your temperature, & occasioned a sonnet
sequence premiered at court. What a tragedy he died
so young that I have only his portrait to covet. [Read more...]