By Lia Purpura
No answer but stance,
no solving but moving
sideways, and
showing.
Not finishing
ministering.
Maintenance…
no solving but moving
sideways, and
showing.
Not finishing
ministering.
Maintenance…
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- By Monica GunningI pass between lions
guarding what's inside:
bound gems to open,
endless words that sparkle.
I read till… - By Paula BohinceAgain, an ousted child or orphan happens onto a den.
It happens then. Invitation by faun or badger to… - By David HopsonWe land in the aisles of British fiction
to soak in the air conditioning. Your fingers
play the spines… - By Meredith StrickerI was thinking of some of the messages Rilke will never receive: — dentist called abt your appt tomorrow…
- By Lydia Harris1
Sunday vellum tongues with words of prayer
Monday messages from the unknown
Tuesday how to… - By Elizabeth WillisThe shipwrecked man creates a monarchy of one.
When he sees a footprint, he panics.
He has to keep… - By R. L. SwihartThe young man says, “Alan can
do anything he wants”
“Not fly,” I say
The young man returns
a puzzled look… - By Phillip B. WilliamsI realized I was Nel and wept
for the robins rotting inside me. I had not bore snakes
or roses made … - By Lenelle Moïseimmacula immigrant entrepreneur good with numbers my grandmother down comforter vendor five flights …
- By Sally KeithI never owned a serval.
I never kept a thing
so dangerous
it had to be housed
in a lair. Let me be clear… - By Sid GhoshSome bequeath poetry.
Some bequeath hats.
Tomes of my sorry
hats can destroy
libraries. - By Cedric Tillmanyou know I ain’t mess w/you ’cause of yo’ friends
wouldn’t have you caught slummin’
know you hood 'cause… - By Kimiko Hahni.I am in the middle of “The Fourteen Poems" by Sun Bu-er (“Clear and Calm Free Human”), Taoist and…
- By Kevin YoungThe heart, it hoards—
how I know this—
The small, strangled
shining room Keats lost
his life in—and… - By Omar SakrA lover undresses, with permission.
Picture the body becoming real.
I picture becoming real intimate… - By Omar SakrI lift him out, whole and perfect.
Said told me he would be here, chained by Dante
To the eighth circle… - By Omar SakrI slip into my insolence, sleek as an eel.
I have walked so many ways around God I can tell you
Holiness… - By Haki R. MadhubutiFrequently during my mornings of pain & reflection
when I can’t write
or articulate my thoughts
or locate… - By Jamila Woodsi caught my breath & called that life
i cannot be comprehended
it is better to write
spit out words…