ON A HOT SUMMER’S DAY IN THE CITY
Women look out
from upper floor
tenement windows,
elbows resting
on the sills,
eye-bags lolling
on their cheek-tops.
~John Grey
hero's journey
at least there's no line
for the loo
~Kelly Moyer
ground glass
the future as divined
by my crystal ball
~Kelly Moyer
wrinkly
pumpkin
past its prime
election day
~Kimberly
Kuchar
Recrudescence
...and he's back.
~Kimberly Kuchar
rustling leaves
i sow
my own seed sound
~Kelly Moyer
rolled oats awakening to the daily quaker message
~Kelly Moyer
GRIMM
In a fairy tale,
a giant rat devours a princess
and a prince’s eyes are blinded
by a witch’s claw.
The story frightens some kids,
enlightens others.
~John Grey
QUANDARIES
The first time
I ever got close to a butterfly
I didn’t know
whether to squash it between my fingers
or gasp, “How beautiful.”
Destroy or cherish?
Intervene or let be?
Quandaries come upon us all the time.
This is one of the more common ones.
~John Grey
lovers' embrace
the intimacy
in duck and cover
~Kelly Moyer
lodged in her gullet
a lone
kernel of truth
~Kelly Moyer
checking my carotids nature or nurture
~dan smith
solving
for y
lost love
~Kelly Moyer
the stealth
with which i inhabit this body
ninja skills
~Kelly Moyer
MOTHERHOOD FOR A MALE POET
Today,
I gave birth
to eight poems,
five naturally,
three by C-section.
Most were recently conceived
but one was kicking in my womb
for years.
~John Grey
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