Oct/Nov 2012 |
e c l e c t i c a p o e t r y
(These are excerpts—click on the titles to view the complete poems)
Special Feature
— Word Poems
Poems containing the words trigger, scrap, steam, and platinum.
Another Dusk
The ground is in the dark already. Headlights paint
mirages of Venetian blinds on the wall above the TV.
Jesse Minkert
Two Poems
I send out rain
to follow you,
lopsidedly, as if a kind
ghost
C. S. Bhagya
A Portrait of My Father
He always takes long, you see,
when he is immersed.
Hannah Rousselot
From Euclid Creek Book Two
people were even seen playing chess in public
I was one of those people
Michael Ceraolo
Turok the Dinosaur Hunter
a dinosaur on steroids—massive, unstoppable,
undeterred by us puny boys spying
Michael Estabrook
Untitled
the dying need this doubt
to go further, not sure why
their eyes once had such power
Simon Perchik
A Diamond Anniversary
There was a time when talk of love came cheap,
and what was bought was what the other sold
Jascha Kessler
Comfort
a language I understand—
the cars and trains and people
and money to carry a man's shame
Joel Fry
Darling
I try on an Irish accent
and disappear into it for years,
emerge on the West Coast
reciting Asian poetry
Bob Bradshaw
Three Poems
Until this morning, infinity
had never listened.
D.R. James
On Vacation in Ontonagon, Near Agate Beach
Observation from above changes everything to mercury.
Lisa J. Cihlar
If You Are Western
The mother eagle captures me in her talons
Then releases me into the glut of stars
Mary Marie Dixon
For My Sister
Such ambidexterity
is disorienting for the rest of the girls
with dogs who still play outside.
Deborah Schwartz
Two Poems
I walk the wood in confidence and power
I am a crushing bolt that strikes men down,
The rage upon the trail
Peter Bridges
Two Poems
When I went to look for the blackberry
moon, it lay uncoiled there, a hard
slick snake.
Kathleen Kirk
The Long Drive
look behind and...
no, there's no looking behind
John Grey