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 sliver, sidewalk, vanish, and portent.
If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are current, elude, hidden, and lamp.
(These are excerpts—click on the title to view the whole poem)
New to School
I didn't tell them I was dreaming of being alone again.
Small creatures share my tread—
joint custodians of shale and twitching weeds.
Barbara De Franceschi
deceptive calm (Spotlight Runner-Up!)
shattering on slick
Persephone makes winter
The sidewalk where she
saw the lovers meet, all creations
glistened in carmine sweat.
no lack of grace
in him, yet wild as a moth fluttering
In those days, our world was made of plum trees
and tomato plants, chestnuts and crabapples
We Could Watch TV Like Always
now I wish
I had a sliver of a belief
Driving South on I-55
I haven't seen a sidewalk or unanswered question
in hours—left them back in Chicago.
I Confide in Lucrezia Borgia about My Divorce
Bored by my talk of mice
and the ways I'm not killing them, she vanishes