Poetry

“Poetry is the synthesis of hyacinths and biscuits.” – Carl Sandburg

Editor’s Choice: Three Poems By Robert Flanagan

Look at the asp on that woman!

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Black Magic Boxes: A Poem

It’s a collection now. Three shelves worth.
I remember most of them when they were alive.

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Maudlin Moments: A Poem

In my more maudlin moments

I picture myself as a young

grieved widower

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Featured Poet: Arlene Ang (Five Poems by Arlene Ang)

It isn’t exactly autumn.
I have this picture of you — arid shrubs,
Dolan House, a wicked sawmill

that strums moisture between my legs.

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Silence.: A Poem

it’s deafening. not even the thoughts in your mind can drown out its omniscient throbbing. so stale. painfully stubborn. you pray for a pindrop to take away its power, its vicegrip on the world around you. alas. a savior. a hero. a rustling tree.

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Love Without Sex: A Poem

Why is it we’ll put ourselves through
Love without sex?
The virtue of humanity has
existed forever, yet we allow
new rules to govern.

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Brevity: A Poem

A boat with two oars
withdrawn
floats
away from the dock
where it used to moor.

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Autumn

A poem by Cody Boyko

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Your Taste Still Lingers

tomorrow is my 18th birthday, but i will not hear from you. and
it’s the permanence of that and of you that makes my world stable.

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Women at the Diner: A Poem

Every Thursday for thirty years,
at the same corner table,
they carefully stir sugar,
never a substitute,
into lukewarm tea.

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To My Aunt Who Was Recently Found Dead in a Motel Room

I don’t remember when it became February.

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Christmas Cold: A Poem

We don’t hold hands anymore,
I’m not the hero I once was
And you find your heroes now in high school hallways.

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Beauty: A Poem

A few months before
my older son took his life
he called home and told his mom
I saw beauty

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Woman of Olives: A Poem

Woman of olives
You are the fragrance of all of Italy.

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Reading: A Poem

As I watch you move from shelf to shelf,
I think to myself that
our bodies are like books,
already, always,
second-hand,

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