Poetry

Black Dog

POETRY ISSUE #39

Weathervane

By Kristin Macintyre
 
 

I am so far away I write you 

a postcard from the next room, 

say there is a whole 
 

grove of plum trees 

on the rooftop – neat little rows of stones 

fruit above the washroom… 
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Petroglyphs Blood Moon

POETRY ISSUE #38

Drape the Mirrors.

By E. Kristin Anderson
 
 

Two months had passed –  

the bed was all made; 

the doctor on the phone 

made an art of simple speech. 

Back from the dead 

a tiny voice reached… 
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POETRY ISSUE #37

THE YEARS COME A-TUMBLING

By Urvashi Bahuguna
 
 

It took long hours to fashion a set of wings 

out of cardboard and silver foil, to pour glue 
 

out of a blue bottle, paint with a flat brush 

to the very edge. My mother punched holes, 
 

slipped drawstrings borrowed from petticoats 

and tied them on my back… 
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"Paint # 60" by James W Johnson, acrylic/ink on wood, 7x9, 2014

POETRY ISSUE #36

FORDING A RIVER ON HORSEBACK AFTER HEAVY SNOW-MELT

By Robert Rothman
 
 

You have to knee her forward, down the sand

embankment, shoes clattering like silver dollars

on the river rock, encouraging words mixed with

spurs, into the freezing wash, the surge…
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"Synapse Tree" by John Timothy Robinson, 2012, paper 8.5x11 and image 7x9 with the medium as monotype (reductive technique) and the print in the collection of the artist

POETRY ISSUE #35

After the Antidepressants Stopped Working

By Mehrnoosh Torbatnejad
 
 

There is a phrase we use in Farsi

in despair or desperation:

joonam beh labam reseedeh, or

my life has reached my lips,

and how I wished it were true…
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"The Snow After Joe's Funeral" by Jenn Powers, acrylic/photography/digital manipulation

POETRY ISSUE #34

The Small Book of Virtues

By Sandy Coomer
 
 

a bitch

in pain knows no better

than to bite the one

that lifts its broken body…
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HUSSAIN AHMED

Ice Cream and Blood
 
 

Chromatography was our best chance,

to separate blood from

the ice cream. I see there’s little oil

in the world

to make this love go round…
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AILEEN BASSIS

A Girl Who Was Born Without a Mother
 
 

She could be progeny from another

universe where metal coalesced

with blood and salt—she emerges

with a scattering of nails and rust,

chewing gum and baby hair…
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ALEXIS BATES

Unsolicited Advice (About That Boy)
 
 

My roommate stops me from tossing

the bananas, already browning,

the rot makes them better

for the stomach to digest…
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JAMES BLEVINS

Helios
 
 

In the smoke of morning, she takes

off the sun’s clothes for me,

holds them up by two fingers,

before letting them fall upon

the earth…
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