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 circle, remain, illusion, and bridge.
If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are silent, puzzle, envelop, and hypnotize.
(These are excerpts—click on the title to view the whole poem)
Three Word Poems (Spotlight Runner-Up!)
I sat there on a low stool, head against
Mrs. Goat, the spritz of milk in the pail
a pale morning song.
Jimmy Roger Billy
In the hospital, Billy told me,
"I'd rather drink than live
Burgeoning womb presses,
binds her core tight as tottering Lotus
feet twisted into shiny new moons.
A Taxonomy of Grief
only as an implication, a classification
A Water-snide Day
that's how it is
some things remain
others reach for new dimensions
Barbara De Franceschi
Now You See It, Now You Don't
The wind shows itself,
but I am not a keen observer.
Neurotic Love Sonnet
Because these words I write won't disappear
Even if you do, across some heavenly bridge.
no cricket chirps
barely ankle high
I Confide in Mina Harker about My Divorce
I stop mid-sentence and let her speak. She used to be
Mina Murray, she tells me, and still remains herself