Poetry 1.3

Finally by Mary Bargteil

Finally by Mary Bargteil

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 What Am I so Afraid Of?……………………………………… 3 Take Two Dates and Call me in the Morning………….. 5 Look What I found………………………………………………. 6 Fragile Male Ego………………………………………………….. 7 The Incredible Bendable Woman……………………………. 8 High Anxiety………………………………………………………. 10 One of the Guys…………………………………………………… 13 Fantasy […]

Waiting on the Leonids by Phillip Block

Waiting on the Leonids by Phillip Block

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 Half-drunk on a cheap bottle of wine, aching for a cigarette, waiting and wanting. Waiting for my wife to fall into a death-slumber, where even the end of the world crashing to the paint-peeling wooden planks of our bedroom floor, […]

Ephemera Collage #4 by Juliet Cook

Ephemera Collage #4 by Juliet Cook

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 my thin wrist’s latest constellation of bruises purple-blue should be velvet-textured like the nuzzle of a dark dream deer

In the Painting by Darren C. Demaree

In the Painting by Darren C. Demaree

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 Velvet-roped-off, framed, I find myself protected in Picasso’s Don Quixote as people milling through the halls stare at me, naked under what they assume is comfortable armor, loose sheet-metal with an unsharpened lance. I always wanted something bright to the […]

Camelot by J. Elyse Kihlstrom

Camelot by J. Elyse Kihlstrom

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 wouldn’t be Camelot if it weren’t for the subtle break, the tear, the hairline fracture brimming at the cold rim of the vase, even glued down, encased in glass — the rare Northeastern earthquake — the manicured nail serrated like […]

Body by Evelyn Lauer

Body by Evelyn Lauer

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 “The body is our tomb.” -Socrates in Plato’s Gorgias Stone, no less than: this house, gutted ravaged, scorned— we are dust undusted, half of something else, ribs eyes, hands, blood— human: want: testimony of Heart.

Take Root in My Lungs by Evelyn Lauer

Take Root in My Lungs by Evelyn Lauer

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 If I could rake leaves into a pile, and live in them again: fortress of foliage I dream of you and that autumn smell, the one of fire, of wind, a fire of wind— scabrous side of leaf against my skin […]

In Selma by Sloan Love

In Selma by Sloan Love

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 Papermill skunksmoke envelopes this town that Time has only barely just remembered Only just taken the time to carve the cracks into the faces of the millworkers, Who labor and struggle along the banks of the black river where old […]

Jorie Graham Has an Affair with a Pastoralist by Michael P. McManus

Jorie Graham Has an Affair with a Pastoralist by Michael P. McManus

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 When Spring Hill fills with wild flowers that storm the slopes like rainbow troopers, or tiny mustangs that shower colored sparks off their hooves, I will climb the western ridge at sunset when the peepers begin to croak like silly […]

In the Orchard, I explain: here is where the ceremony goes, here for the reception by Amber Norwood

In the Orchard, I explain: here is where the ceremony goes, here for the reception by Amber Norwood

Poetry, Vol. 1.3, Dec. 2007 There is commotion, tussle in organic, in flight and without it. They drop from the tree a heavy walnut, but furious. The hawk. The pigeon. There is hunger, terror, magnificent tremble, laws at work, and for a while, we stop […]