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  • Daniel Hess: Mack

    Daniel Hess: Mack

    Mack

    by Daniel Hess

    Look at the pad of your thumb
    magnify the size, round it some,
    harden the print, trace
    and duplicate in rough Continue reading . . . “Daniel Hess: Mack”

    Marilyn Martin: Magic

    Marilyn Martin: Magic

    Magic

    by Marilyn Martin

    Etymology of Glamour:

    From Scots glamer, from earlier Scots gramarye (“magic, enchantment, spell”).

    Continue reading . . . “Marilyn Martin: Magic”

    Joella Wadel: September Baby

    Joella Wadel: September Baby

    September Baby

    by Joella Wadel

    Go, gilded flag of goldenrod—
    Announce the autumn guest
    Perform in haste my bright command
    Make genial request Continue reading . . . “Joella Wadel: September Baby”

    David Shafer: Autumn Leaf

    David Shafer: Autumn Leaf

    autumn leaf

    by David Shafer

    a whisper on a shallow breath
    drifting to a gentle death
    the leaf, it falls without a sound
    to join his fellows on the ground Continue reading . . . “David Shafer: Autumn Leaf”

    Daniel Hess: Enough

    Daniel Hess: Enough

    Enough

    By Daniel Hess

    Like Obi, I want the confrontation of words;
    the solid smack, the concrete slapping and fact
    inhabiting onslaught of meaning and sound.
    Like Mr. Bultititude, my good friend Jer, and maybe you, Continue reading . . . “Daniel Hess: Enough”

    Kyle Lehman: We Wake to Sleep

    Kyle Lehman: We Wake to Sleep

    We Wake to Sleep

    by Kyle Lehman

    We wake to sleep, we breathe to cry.
    Our mothers dreamed and brought us forth to die;
    For every cradle opens up a grave,
    And every child is one we cannot save. Continue reading . . . “Kyle Lehman: We Wake to Sleep”

    Christopher Good: The Flood

    Christopher Good: The Flood

    The Flood

    by Christopher Good

    I knew a man once
    (not fourteen days ago)
    who went down into Jordan, rain falling
    down and down, the dirty water Continue reading . . . “Christopher Good: The Flood”

    Abigail Heatwole: Days of Rain

    Abigail Heatwole: Days of Rain

    Days of Rain

    by Abigail Heatwole

    Chill, bleak, despairing.
    Weeks of it.
    Rain taps unceasingly on the roof,
    rain slides tirelessly over the window panes, Continue reading . . . “Abigail Heatwole: Days of Rain”

    Joella Wadel: Neighbor

    Joella Wadel: Neighbor

    Neighbor

    by Joella Wadel

    Who are you—I want to know—
    under the arched brow?
    I could have passed by minutes earlier
    and never experienced now. Continue reading . . . “Joella Wadel: Neighbor”

    Shannon Blank: This Is Pressure, Not Erasure

    Shannon Blank: This Is Pressure, Not Erasure

    This Is Pressure, Not Erasure

    by Shannon Blank

    This thing I have not in my mind
    but body
    and not a thing but place I have
    here knotted uptight oddly. Continue reading . . . “Shannon Blank: This Is Pressure, Not Erasure”

    Grace Hertzler: Captivated

    Grace Hertzler: Captivated

    Captivated

    by Grace Hertzler

    I’m waiting for the moon to top the trees.
    I can’t abandon her just yet, so please
    let me remain here with the whippoorwills.
    The moonlight mesmerizes. Continue reading . . . “Grace Hertzler: Captivated”

    Josiah Peachey: Watchman

    Josiah Peachey: Watchman

    Watchman

    by Josiah Peachey

    Watchman what of the night?
    Watchman what of . . .
    Watchman what?
    Watchman . . . Continue reading . . . “Josiah Peachey: Watchman”

    Daniel Hess: Pot-luck

    Daniel Hess: Pot-luck

    Pot-luck

    by Daniel Hess

    I’m leaning, once again determinist
    Digesting, once again a pot-luck meal
    Maybe luck has missed or, doubly,
    Demigods have doomed my paper plated will Continue reading . . . “Daniel Hess: Pot-luck”

    Lily Eby: Sunfish

    Lily Eby: Sunfish

    Sunfish

    by Lily Eby

    Last night I read scripture to the waters
    feeling the sounds of open vowels with my mouth
    and sunfish came in on hooks of children’s
    delight, to lie by my side and die. Continue reading . . . “Lily Eby: Sunfish”

    Jeremy Troyer: Caught

    Jeremy Troyer: Caught

    Caught

    by Jeremy Troyer

    The Kingdom of Heaven crept up on me one day
    when I wasn’t looking.
    It started like a weed,
    frantically plucked out— Continue reading . . . “Jeremy Troyer: Caught”

    Richard Stoltzfoos: Midnight: Gymaek’s Forest

    Richard Stoltzfoos: Midnight: Gymaek’s Forest

    Midnight: Gymaek’s Forest

    by Richard Stoltzfoos

    In blackness, amber owl takes to its flight,
    Scanning, with listless eye, for obscure prey,
    Victim searched for by vixen near away;
    For vole and vixen, sure to meet upon that night Continue reading . . . “Richard Stoltzfoos: Midnight: Gymaek’s Forest”

    Phoebe Anthus: To Danae

    Phoebe Anthus: To Danae

    To Danae

    by Phoebe Anthus

    The school yard, which one moment last,
    buzzed with a reckless charm,
    now silenced almost to breath,
    swells holy Continue reading . . . “Phoebe Anthus: To Danae”

    Grace Hertzler: First Impressions

    Grace Hertzler: First Impressions

    First Impressions

    by Grace Hertzler

    This evening, I reflect with strange and gnawing sadness,
    and long to kick those sticky things called first impressions,
    far off the gravelly road that we traverse.
    They cling to the tramping soles of my companion, Continue reading . . . “Grace Hertzler: First Impressions”

    Yolanda Lichty: Blind to Light

    Yolanda Lichty: Blind to Light

    Blind to Light

    by Yolanda Lichty

    We’ve played the game
    So long we do not know its name—
    Reverted eyes downcast
    From all the souls still walking past Continue reading . . . “Yolanda Lichty: Blind to Light”

    Shannon Blank: Shout! The Heralds

    Shannon Blank: Shout! The Heralds

    Shout! The Heralds

    by Shannon Blank

    Shout! The heralds
    have offered up a pall
    not at all, not at all.
    Lighter! Lighter! Continue reading . . . “Shannon Blank: Shout! The Heralds”

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