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Jan/Feb 2009

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Poetry


(These are excerpts—click on the titles to view the complete poems)

 

Special Feature — Word Poems
Poems containing the words brawl, pallid, hollow, and oil.

 

Two Poems
 
A friend of mine loathes the hills in the forest.
When he sees one, he always stops and prods it
 
Grzegorz Wróblewski, translation by Agnieszka Pokojska

 

Milk Inside
 
I'm not usually like this,
she says, shifting eyes from mine
 
Sarah Wetzel-Fishman

 

My Oh-So-Friendly Alter Ego
 
His heart was a cavern. But it was cozy in there
 
Brian Campbell

 

Arrival
 
Closed unlatched doors opened shut perplexed
at the wind's guerrilla attack; shut opened perplexed.
 
Aruni Kashyap

 

The Picassos
 
Women dissolve in their own tears
from a foreground of men.
 
Alexandra Isacson

 

Diving in a Shark's Cage
 
The Great White slammed into my cage,
a truck running a red light
 
Bob Bradshaw

 

Two Poems
 
who would carry around
cases of beer
and look for people to fight
 
John Grochalski

 

Night Drive
 
Ground fog in hollows and along streams
Pulls the unexpected
From the familiar sleeve of night
 
Cy Dillon

 

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