Jul/Aug 2010

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(These are excerpts—click on the titles to view the complete poems)


Special Feature — Word Poems
Poems containing the words iron, paper, sundial, and doctor.


Strange Land
each morning we emigrate
our fermenting lunchboxes
ripe with foreign stink
Erica Goss


Our dendrites branch out
trying to touch other dendrites
Laura Bender


Two Poems
He seems so harmless, now: one more broken body at the grocery store.
Jeff Alan


Three Poems
so I emanate frankincense
as we ride out from the ruins
at Sumharam
Nic Sebastian


Sweet William, Poison Ivy
Machiavelli's mythic Prince is a sumac
with poisonous attributes.
Oliver Rice


The Death of Pushkar Lake
floating hills
floating, misty mornings
floating birds
Shweta S. Banerjee


Three Poems
I sat next to a devil on a plane— he offered me his snuff box.
Timothy Kercher


Half of her flailing is only a grasp for balance.
This will not end well.
Ken Poyner


Friday Afternoon Circle Play
They frame their questions anew in chant, which becomes accusation,
then declaration: Feter iz a goy! Feter iz a goy!
Yermiyahu Ahron Taub


The Gulls: A Ghazal
The gulls swoop and scream; I wonder if they want sex.
Mothers lead their cherub-children into the brown sea.
Vanessa Blakeslee


For a Girl Whose Name I Can't Quite Remember
I never ventured from my end of the room
To hers, where she sat, legs pinched together
James Valvis


this carnage means
nothing to him
but a paycheck
John Grochalski


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