Apr/May 2007 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 indolent, antidote, chisel, and anoint. Below are the resulting selected poems.

If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are geranium, squall, skull, and levitate.

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


The Woman in Teal Pyjamas
There is some joy in never
coming clean
Arlene Ang


New Profile
It is gray when he chisels
a nose out of granite,
each strike an antidote
to technology
Deborah P. Kolodji


The End of the World
Everyone prayed
as clouds of lightning,
overloaded transformers
Bob Bradshaw


Life's a Beach
seagulls spin years
at various angles
swallow life in breadcrumbs
Barbara De Franceschi


The Story of Manole the Builder
The monastery is perfect—
worthy to be entered by any god—
the woman's sacrifice an antidote
to failure.
Jennifer Finstrom


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