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Special Feature — Word Poems
Poems containing the words rabbit, heaven, immune, and brick.
Includes a special invitation for the next issue.
Women like to measure
with some accuracy. Men
estimate, always toss in more
than is called for.
This closed room spins
with sparrows and finches swarming
the quick walls.
Why should I blame the war? The war
did not betray my trust. I never trusted it.
The war did not forsake my bed.
There were tricks
that fooled with a practiced ruse,
the plant in a crowd,
the trapdoor stage
do not remember joy—
this mountain ash, that
purple one with leaves like coins.
Your skin is crepe ivory,
but the lines run the same, elegantly
veined like the marble in the church
you taught me to live for.
Menos Mal (Good Thing)
Good thing your dark hair
matches my Castilian
The Matter Before Committee: Three Poems
The lump of papers on my desk is
a jumble of blame.
I wasn't there. How can I know?
Susan H. Case
I never met a cowboy I couldn't live without,
their sun-dark bluster and hand-rolled cigarettes.
In this world of ambiguous light,
what do you make of the hour?
What do you say about these last days?
Before the Downpour
I think of gutters
clogged with pressed leaves,
and raindrops crawling
on torn screens.
Uncomplicated, our lives shone
clear as light in blue cups
i am a believer in the horizon
and in the powerlines that
trace the flatness of it
excuse me every time he says that word i think
back to when
i was sixteen and my constant dream
was going to africa
Beauty of the Bones
Linda Sue Grimes
Crazy For You
Listen to all your plans
Slip through your lips,
And all the laments—
Your dad, your mom, your heavy sis
Harvest time was a weekend
in your kitchen,
jalousie windows cranked open
in a futile attempt
to circulate Floridian air.
I did not understand the meaning of seed,
how a thin line of cord could connect or destroy.
You were a slight shudder below a rib,
the soft shape of leg, a sudden kick.
Zones of Gray
I hung the photo on the wall,
my former wife, exposed.
Yosemite. Black and white film.
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