Archive for Surreal
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DADDY LONG LEGS • by Stephanie Smith
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A thumbless man plays upright bass with his feet The jazz cats purr through scotch-soaked fur A diva leaves drops from her martini glass on men’s noses Her voice clings to the ceiling like a cobweb Songs of the sewer throb: old soul and singing strings through Mingus-inspired heartbeats Daddy Long Legs scats and croons [...]
Poems, Surreal
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FOOTPRINT • by Michael Bagwell 2 Comments
Frigid air cuts at the face like sandpaper, crystalline grit like the diamond tips of knives. Clouds have come down to the earth’s floor to rove about as violent solids, swarms of ice insects. In the snow, a footprint of a young child, fragile, soft. Michael Bagwell lives and writes in West Chester PA, where [...]
Poems, Surreal
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RICHTER MORTIS • by Magdalen 4 Comments
Surreality surfs a plate of hash browns, the eggs with blood-red yolks ooze back into shells cracked beyond containment. Fission fizzes in frothing waves, winds bellow above heavy water lost at sea. No possible way to suspend disbelief when buses ram bowling lanes, ten-pins bobble adrift, debris. To couch disaster in terms most feeble, translation’s [...]
Poems, Surreal
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SUBJECT VERB OBJECT 4 Comments
last night I dreamt I killed my linguistics professor. I was screaming, spitting plosives. imperative your adjective comparative literature. adjective derogatory noun. I threw the dictionary from the back of the empty lecture theatre, loaded with symbolism, tongue-primed. it burst in the air above his head, showered him in angry words. the other words floated [...]
Humour/Satire, Literary, Surreal
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GREAT WHITE HERON • by Theodore E. Hovey 7 Comments
shy hint of white shade of evening – frog tongue ripples on the algal pond gold plumes tine at sunset shine on the dappled waters bright yellow iris, moss-green lore – ominous beak spears shadows flips a fish in the mud-bank silence legs attach to legs above minnows moon-mist on her white sticks surrounds the [...]
Surreal, Uncategorized
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JARAMA 37 • by Nancy Wilcox 5 Comments
The little Italian huddles up and whispers Aves to his kneecaps. It’s cold and damp and dim inside this … place. The German explains to me, earnestly, for the third time, that he is, in fact, Hungarian. He doesn’t think I’m paying attention. It’s hard to hear him through the ringing in my ears and [...]
Poems, Surreal
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SAD PELICAN • by Theodore E. Hovey 6 Comments
storm warnings coastal spray wind whips the cove bullies the white trawler brown pelican awkward on its sticks sack-beak dreaming of a net-less sea Theodore E. Hovey is 73 years old and retired. His interests include poetry, reading, photography, and travel. He was born and raised in southern Wyoming, spent four years in the U.S. [...]
Poems, Surreal
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WRESTLING ANGELS • by wolfiewolfgang 5 Comments
She might have been an angel but I don’t remember her. There was a party, flamenco dancing on a wooden floor. I was bored, restless but friends said I wasn’t drunk. Later that was, when I saw them – afterwards of course. She’d saved me, so they said, from a party in Gomorrha. [...]
Poems, Surreal
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ONE DAY • by J.D. Di Lella 6 Comments
You’ll find me in short stories and poetry scattered about like old balled-up electric wire tangled in a garage desk drawer and throw them all out with other momentos of a life sorely squandered The shame of the act? My dreams compressed, shredded and torn will reach the city dump like so much kitty litter [...]
Poems, Surreal
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BOOKS by • F.I. Goldhaber 4 Comments
Shelves and shelves of books, many two deep, line the walls of each room. Piles on the night stands, stacks in bathrooms, strays forgotten downstairs where usually we venture only to eat or welcome guests. Even the spirits who haunt us love books. They hide between the volumes, then beg us to acquire new ones. [...]
Poems, Surreal
