Jul/Aug 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 shape, twice, repeat, and crash.

If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are control, hang, cost, and match.

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

The Shades of April

plants belong out there in the garden,
the greatest depth being necessary in the lightest soil

Leslie Soule

Record Skip

But it all comes down to this,
burning rubber and rain of glass,
crashes I can't avoid.

Megan Brown


She recognizes the shape
of failure, the slump of spine, her hands
hanging dead at the wrists

Devon Balwit

A Soursop for Christina Rossetti

An older dame poet might have learnt how to choose
my sour-sweet nutrition twice the holistic booze
to fend off dark dreams

Rekha Valliappan

Walking Backward

putting your feet down toe first improves
range of motion.

Jennifer Finstrom