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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 radiant, vexed, estuary, and splat.
If you would like to participate in the next special poetry assignment, the new words are soggy, adagio, marble, and overwhelmed.
(These are excerpts—click on the title to view the whole piece!)
Maybe he wanted
a life for me like on TV. Dresses, dates, cars
with shiny hoods. Not a girl with feet pulled up
in a chair, blanket over her, reading a book.
Judy Kaber
...why rush? Your radiant face will fade on its own...
Greta Bolger
Win
the crowd, and freedom, Proximo said:
walk the estuary of Elysium
Ben Adams
A man casts off the narrow bridge—
his dangling line dances in the swell
Tom Nakasako
Who was ready to blow his stack? Who
was only mildly vexed?
Christine Potter
