Archive for Poems

1. THE LAST MORNING OF THE MAMMOTH • by Frederic S. Durbin 3 Comments

   One grey morning the Mammoth
   Perceived an uncouth luminosity
   In the world beyond the curve of his tusks,
   A distasteful display of Necessity,
   A vulgar procession of the very latest Instants;
   And with a mighty snort
   Deep in his trunk he muttered,
   ’Pah. I shall no longer be.’
   And he lay down
   And became a Controversy.
   Frederic S. Durbin is the author of the dark [...]

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2. THE ROMANTIC AND THE PRAGMATIST, BIKING • by Daniel Ausema 6 Comments

   Sometimes
   I hold my arms out and coast,
   pretending to fly.
   Sometimes
   I grab the handles
   and … pedal hard.
   Daniel Ausema has a background in experiential education and journalism and is now a stay-at-home dad. His fiction and poetry have appeared in dozens of publications, including Every Day Fiction, Nemonymous, MindFlights and Raven Electrick. He lives in Colorado.

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3. LIBERATED • by Barbara McGinley 4 Comments

   And this is where they… shall we say – lived?
   Can you see? See how the light – as meek
   as the tormented – shies away from the floor?
   What brutes our forefathers, ma’am, you say?
   Perhaps. Those who emerged wore the carapace one way
   or another forever more: it bowed their backs, fouled
   their eyes, they were cowed, gazed
   ever inwards.
   How did they come [...]

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4. THE WEIGHT OF LIGHT • by Steve Goble 8 Comments

   Censor not contrary views
   nor lock them out of sight
   one should always crush false news
   beneath the weight of light
   Steve Goble writes fantasy, horror and science fiction, along with some poetry. One of his short stories, ‘The Gods-Forsaken World,’ was an honorable mention selection in ‘The Year’s Best Fantasy and Horror 2008,’ edited by Ellen Datlow, Kelly Link [...]

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5. HAPPY NEW YEAR • by Peggy Landsman 4 Comments

   January 1st
   No work, no mail, no money
   Take out the garbage
   Peggy Landsman’s poetry and prose has been published in both online and print literary journals and anthologies, including Gander Press Review, Spindle, The Muse Strikes Back (Story Line Press), Bridges (Indiana University Press), and Iodine Poetry Journal. Her first poetry chapbook, To-wit To-woo, is available from [...]

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6. DIALOGUE • by Peggy Landsman 4 Comments

   Why can’t I see in the dark?
   Because you open your eyes.
   Why can’t I see in the dark?
   You only fail when you try.
   But I need to see in the dark.
   Be still then. Be patient. Be present.
   But I need to see in the dark.
   You need with a need much too violent.
   Peggy Landsman’s poetry and prose has been [...]

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7. THREADS • by Davina Colpman 5 Comments

   Nana’s stationery box kept safe an old photograph, one I’d taken as a child.
   A fine gift she gave me,
   a disposable camera,
   and one summer eve’s mischief in my parent’s garden.
   She hung decorative silver balls, pilfered from the Christmas decorations chest,
   from the trees
   with silk ribbons
   almost like spiders’ webs.
   The kind you see strung with water pearls after it [...]

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8. CONTENTMENT • by Jeanne Holtzman 3 Comments

   What I miss,
   even more than passion that flares
   like a parched forest stuck by lightning,
   is the yearning.
   The greedy, delicious pain
   that you reach for again and again,
   like wiggling a loose baby tooth.
   The hollow pain that expands
   like bread dough on a warm spring day,
   filled with the whistle of missed trains
   and the scents of lost lovers.
   Pungent with promise, it [...]

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9. LAST CALL HOME • by Darren Coxon 7 Comments

   You’re there at the end of my voice
   as a crackle, a hum, the distant percussion
   of pain as you turn from out to in.
   You have no language now with which
   to play your part in us; only a pause
   as the things I say to hold your silence back
   make the last scratches on a memory
   that will soon be [...]

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10. OUT WITH THE OLD • by Iagoybardd 4 Comments

    Secret Santa’s slashed his gifts
    His belt and buckles tightened
    And all around a joyless sound
    His Ho-Ho-Ho seems frightened.
    So it’s out with the old
    And out with the new
    Shameless and boldly
    They’ll stick with a few
    And everyone wonders
    – Aren’t you wondering as well –
    If these cuts will bring peace
    In our work, or be hell?
    Iagoybardd, also known as James Spradbery, is [...]

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