Poetry 6.3

Blueprints and Breach by Callista Buchen

Blueprints and Breach by Callista Buchen

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Outside the window, the building disappears one brick at a time, one steel rod after another. In four days, four floors slip away under the large yellow arms and even larger claws. Men climb the rubble in reflective vests and […]

I Am Building by Melissa Carroll

I Am Building by Melissa Carroll

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 a man today. First come the legs: sawed-off lengths of bumpers from busted Ford Broncos. His torso is an air conditioner rewired to blow only hot. For arms, braided tubes like vacuum hoses, only thicker so he looks good at […]

Dutch Story by Ellen Elder

Dutch Story by Ellen Elder

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 for A. B. Klinkhamer Your wore champagne pajamas and crossed your legs as your father climbed the pulpit every Sunday. I cupped my dictionary like a fisted bible. Beyond, the village curtsied in pastel cupolas and tulips. Lekker, lekker, lekker […]

Rented Rooms by Ellen Elder

Rented Rooms by Ellen Elder

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Ireland is a great country to die or be married in. –Elizabeth Bowen I don’t skimp on duck talk. It’s not worth speaking to people anymore. I’ve whored my life to dumb memoir, throwing corn. Who cares about an aluminum […]

A Pleading Sound by Renee Emerson

A Pleading Sound by Renee Emerson

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Last night coyotes hunted in the pastures surrounding our farmhouse, monotonous like the single-colored eye. It is advent season, just warm enough not to snow, typical of this region in Kentucky where “almost” twins any story of success. You could […]

Precious Little by Benjamin Goodney

Precious Little by Benjamin Goodney

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Lavish lights over Atlanta wish away the plum skin dark, wish the night transposed into its low-ceiling cousin–mahogany clouds unsleeping & as for moonlight, take it or leave it. In the front garden, five little poles, willow mothers to the […]

Samson Awaiting the Locusts by Benjamin Goodney

Samson Awaiting the Locusts by Benjamin Goodney

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Because it doesn’t take all day to simmer, this gazpacho windy with cucumber. In the yard one of the live oaks is dying, but you can’t yet see which from the kitchen window. Acquiescent to the discipline, mournful crickets crowd […]

Poem for Eureka, California by Lauren Henley

Poem for Eureka, California by Lauren Henley

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Here autumn is a fish. Your standard golden trout with the red horizontal band and ten dark ovals like thumbprints. You want to stand in the cold currents of the Klamath River and hold him as you have held the […]

Drunk in Bed with a History of Europe, 1815-1914 by Michael Derrick Hudson

Drunk in Bed with a History of Europe, 1815-1914 by Michael Derrick Hudson

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 Es ist nicht! – Franz Ferdinand I’ll decree an emerald for your ear. I’ll have you minted on next year’s ducat. I’ll have him flogged, your insolent fool. I’ll mandate your own day of the week. I’ll make them think […]

Moments before My Assassination by Michael Derrick Hudson

Moments before My Assassination by Michael Derrick Hudson

Poetry, Vol. 6.3, Sept. 2012 During the troop review, the Archduchess nodded into her ostrich plumes and pearls while I kept glancing in agony at my father’s old watch (that delicate instrument of reproach), its cracked crystal always fogged, and always five minutes too slow. […]