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Speaking of Which: Work in Progress

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 By Uche Nduka

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they maced their faces multiple times they broke
their eyeglasses tenth ride of the Mounted Units
this...

Poems in Times of Corona

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Scott Martingell

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

I’m definitely getting tracked and docile
But random celebrities
Reminding me I’m home
Is not my idea of soma.  

Systemic response
Is kicking in amongst the primates
Creating new vectors
Of chronic frustration, chains of...

Context Collapse (continued)

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Context Collapse is a long, mock-academic, critical essay poem. Beginning in ancient Greece and continuing beyond the present, it examines how the increasingly wide gulf between poets and their audiences are mediated by new communications technologies and changes in publishing economies, and how this, in turn, significantly impacts poetic form.

Context Collapse

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Context Collapse is a long, mock-academic, critical essay poem. Beginning in ancient Greece and continuing beyond the present, it examines how the increasingly wide gulf between poets and their audiences are mediated by new communications technologies and changes in publishing economies, and how this, in turn, significantly impacts poetic form.

Things you Have Touched

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A piece of tissue-thin onion-skin paper to which you pressed your vermilion-inked seal, and so sealed my fate. Belying the fragility of the parchment, it is an iron-clad document that “releases” me—as if I were a prisoner or a caged animal—from the mother who wanted me and the motherland that did not, to cross the great, roiling ocean to call another, “Mother.”

Four Poems by Rebecca Doverspike

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Contemplative Prayer
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In a cemetery, the same darkness as that between stars grows moss.  Time unlocks tunnels and tunnels behind those rocks.

Nine Poems by Hannah Grady

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The Fog   The fog came unpredictably as a gift (after the sticky sleep and awkward, stoic morning). I smelled toast but never saw it. The door closed and I cried a little in the bathtub.   Right, the fog - Hanging over the hole where the Nets will play someday, sliding down Dean Street as a happy hour pickleback might at half-time of Germany vs. Austria.   It came...

Three poems by David Dephy

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The Lilac Shadow of a Tree

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I am you and who I see is me, if anything

happens it happens in me, it happens in you,

I see the lilac shadow of a tree and it seems

to me...

Two Poems by Margo Taft Stever

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Summer Rain

Mosquitoes attach themselves
to the undersides of leaves;
their husks litter trees,
shimmering underthings.

Children’s voices
unfold, always hungry.
They suck my limbs; their cries
bind my narrow bones.

The sawed-off edges
of their voices splinter,
crack. Children...

Like we all do

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by Megha Sood

Pain unravels slowly
like the filigree ends of a fern leave
unfurling in the dewy winter mornings
nature gives away the love
it stores and nurtures

Two Poems by Larry O. Dean

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by Larry O. Dean

Yanked from the freezer,
it doesn't resist, cubes dispersed
unevenly, one
side of the pale blue plastic tray
weighted down by a half-

Three Poems by Uche Nduka

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Mbari 4

Now you see them now you don’t. Scraping by. Yardwork of archival stock.
Paramnesiacs cracking the greenstone with gold leaf.
Even at Hotel Viking and Omni Hotel.

Disequilibrium and dictum in a rendezvous.
Sinking into the profoundest headbutt. Twilight on Hanging Rock.
An offloading of off-paths...

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