Apr/May 2022  •   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 funny, half, player, and way.

If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are shape, twice, repeat, and crash.

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

Missed Out Again

Where was Eros on that restless freefall?
I embrace the moon,
a cold hug in a nauseous fug

Barbara De Franceschi


She's a magician with her giant wand.
Her bucket of soapy solution,
a drop or two of mineral oil she calls "plasticity."

Richard Matta

Three Halves of a Dream

In dreams, I'm a pawn, not the chess player.
I'm moved, not knowing the language of the game.
Algebraic notations in alien scripts.

Rebecca Dempsey

I wonder about you

you were a child then
your skin was never supposed
to blister that way

Katrina Kaye

Wind Farms of Central Illinois

The turbines span I-55,
Bright Stalk, Blooming Grove,
twenty miles past Bloomington

Evan Martin Richards