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Even After the Peace

Nicola Vulpe

    AT THE END OF THE YARD Because after much meandering I’ve determined the world is that new bicycle, its chrome menace: Tour de France, Giro d’Italia, that hill. And because we laid out the table in the garden, […]


Lava Tube

Kathryn Jordan

  There Was a Wind There was a wind blowing outside, a dog barking, flashing headlights. When your stomach turned black in your RV, you finally got scared. You decided the time had come to softly drift. All you needed […]


Two Poems by Elana Wolff

Elana Wolff

      Concertina   Think of all the times you haven’t been thwarted by your teeth and tongue, your clavicle and ulnas, femurs and gut. Body says, This one’s on me. Brain says, What’s remembered lives; It’s alright not […]


Two Poems with Cut Fig

Nicola Vulpe

      POEM OF THE UNFINISHED SANDWICH   Tomato slice, white baladi cheese, rye, a bite taken from one end, crumbs. An ant trudges her burden across the blue countertop. Ah, if only you’d listened! Ah, yes, if only […]


Green String Beans

Nilambri Ghai & Amani Singh

  Green String Beans Long thin beans on slender stems, fresh, smooth velvet carefully picked, weighed, lifted. Carried them as she did the signs of fading youth. Softened each one gently from ends, Prepared, diced into tiny circles, pearls in […]


The Orangery & The Lundu

Ilona Martonfi

And you’d ask: Why do you write about fetuses and swallows, “Ciuri, Ciuri”? Flowers, Flowers.


Latin America

Gloria Macher

the same soil that buries our lives


Blockade runners and After reading

Katharine Beeman

because she can only avoid so long


Echo of Experience

Blossom Thom

Social feeds serve bodies, bludgeoned and lynched.


Emma’s Country

Ian Ferrier

A girl could fall 40 years through time


Razzle-Dazzle Ghazal and Ghosts of Mercy

Cora Siré

to chase transgression, tussle demons in a private show


Alive & Dead: The Ultimate Superposition

Michael Mirolla

to escape—one last time—that worn-out chest


Poems dedicated to Sam Noumoff

Savita Singh & Medha Singh

These days, I stand to gather the bones


Excerpt from 20/20

Endre Farkas

blows between earth and sky


Wild Blueberries, Skin, & Edgar Ende’s “Cloth With Swallow” (1946)

Ilona Martonfi

A stilled world, living in frames?


Winter Poems, Ahuntsic, Montréal

Catherine Watson

clenched muscles relax without warning


Landscape of Abandonment

Dinh Le Doan

on the lake shuts tight


My Animal Nature

Louise Carson

Bring me flowers and bees.


Sheets to Die For

David Groulx

sagging above the deep


Stranger

Brian Campbell

Strapped to a machine alone the suck thump thump suck thump thump


Uneven Piece for My Online Therapist

Andrés Castro

Yes, I just used scare quotes. I can’t help myself


The Garden of Dutiful Women

Blossom Thom

    Stardust and Moonlight: A Love Poem Beaches built of melted Sun. Iridescent air Lavender thoughts sprinkle Yearning on sun-whipped skin Oceans shout to the shore, “I will sing to you of love.” Waves recede with a kiss.   […]


Dhrupad of Destruction

Savitri Sawhney

  Dhrupad of Destruction I see Nataraja dancing on a lofty hill, to the sound of crushing ice, Melting glaciers and rising seas. Primordial forces unleashed. From the dark corners of the earth, I hear the eternal rumble of Chaos […]


Moment, arriving

Paris Elizabeth Sea

  Eocene Time of rising temperatures the dawn horse gallops on primitive hooves greeting the day’s heat with hunger and teeth grinding small-brained toward longer-limbed progeny expanding onto the first grassy plains no mountains to snow on but coming on […]


Dusk On Loukes Lake

Guy Sprung

Dusk On Loukes Lake (for Kathleen) thin spirits of mist rise immobile on a lake flooded to ice by the calm water bugs skate in circles to a waltz of their own signature my canoe glides on the echoes of […]


The Shape of Yearning

Gina Roitman

    Call of the Loon Come back. It’s cold here without you. When I bend my neck to drink there is no reflection in the water. Come back to the wild. When I call your name it ricochets off […]


The Problem of Joy

Louise Carson

    Mitochondrial Eve A plague of poppies: salmon, tomato, apricot. Some years I save the seeds, audible in upright cups, and carry them, carefully, to make two lemon cakes, eat all those flowers. Flowers that are as famous as […]


Touching on Tangents

Paris Elizabeth Sea

  Turbulence it’s not the breath, in or out not quite breath’s only the boundary sneaks past smooth ebbs on laminar silent it’s where streamlines retch mouth shot off with plosives, or trills eddying deep into passionate night where breath […]


Gratia Plena: An essay on dementia and love

Brenda Linn

  I I find her hunched in her chair a wizened crow wrapped in a food-smeared bib porridge drying on her mouth and chin. Her hands are bony and translucent and her nails curl back on themselves like talons. She […]


Cardinal Flower

Mary Dean Lee

  Cardinal Flower Red flash— a few sprigs puncture the monotony of brown-green bog, never-ending evergreens and skeletons of cedar. I know you, skulking in the wetlands between bridge and dam, around the island, beneath the boulder’s shoulder, under jack […]


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