Poetry 2.2

A Kind of Pompeii by Arlene Ang

A Kind of Pompeii by Arlene Ang

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 Marcia comes every Thursday. 4PM sharp. She wears badly pressed slacks and a kimono-type jacket, but no necklace. Out of habit, I don’t invite her to recline on the sofa. She is self-sufficient, like a homing pigeon or envelope with […]

Squeeze by Arlene Ang

Squeeze by Arlene Ang

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 In his canvas bag, the pair of skates could’ve been a valentine. It’s February. I slice across the rink thinking of blood oranges: the squeeze, his hands, the clockwise rotation of the juicer. He follows my motion on ice the […]

Rue Du Coq d’Or, Paris by Christopher Barnes

Rue Du Coq d’Or, Paris by Christopher Barnes

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 Seven in the morning. In her confinement This feather bed cows. Lurking mildew and soot Hassles her bronchus. Damp, tinker’s pot black Streams down the window wall. She’s sensate, Radioluminescence at the glass From sore red sun, And gaunt, frail […]

Dramamine by Brooklyn Copeland

Dramamine by Brooklyn Copeland

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 So many in their drifting have rhymed stars with cars while driving (these idle distractions from the churning from the white headlights oncoming) asked whether the smell of one falling star is closer to that of a struck match or […]

Having Lost the Battle by Brooklyn Copeland

Having Lost the Battle by Brooklyn Copeland

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 Yes, I’m feeling between-the-wars. In alleyways my allies are laying posy rings to soften my fall. My arms, as I swing them, are like planes that were shot from the sky. My shins throb with the weight of my step, […]

Company by Brian Foley

Company by Brian Foley

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 All of my friends have arrived. I can tell by the sudden absence of space in the room. The Wood quickly takes to the corner. He will not make a sound until he’s lit. The Ottoman is having considerable success […]

Sleep Rituals by Howie Good

Sleep Rituals by Howie Good

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 Tonight, like most nights, she goes to bed first, and he stays up to test the machine, standing at the kitchen counter, where the light is good and no one can see him from the street. He pops off the […]

Wild Grievance by Kylie Gordon

Wild Grievance by Kylie Gordon

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 My heart was the last red fruit to fall from the low-branched wild plum tree when you let slip what seemed to me a great injustice: in another universe, we would be lovers. A stunned ‘o’ shaped my lips as […]

Gazebo by Danny Lawless

Gazebo by Danny Lawless

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 From a distance, on the town square, It appears as a cage Left momentarily on a baize tabletop. Domed, and set with a swing Where the silver-crested local lovebirds’ coo and peck Has lately been reduced to one Who coos […]

Dad’s Dodge by Steve Mandes III

Dad’s Dodge by Steve Mandes III

Poetry, Vol. 2.2, June 2008 Route 220 North, past Breezewood and then Dad’s Dodge blows steam out of her engine as if she’s exploding. Full stop: I bail, fleeing for my life, ready to duck— Steam! I turn around, no Jude, only his voice yelling […]