Apr/May 2011 Poetry

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In an ongoing series, the editors, former contributors, and readers of Eclectica have been invited to write a poem containing four pre-chosen words. The words for this issue are cowl, reveal, granite, and unfinished.

If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are mania, flux, ceremony, and borrow.

(These are excerpts—click on the title to view the whole poem)

Most of my thoughts
are proprietary, like my body
Antonia Clark


Giving Me Her Breath
She was the first to appear
in this unfinished spring,
ready to wrap me as I baked.
Jude Goodwin


I hope that catching the books asleep
might reveal a new meaning to their order.
Jennifer Finstrom


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