Afternoon of February 3, 2023

calling bell

nobody comes in

one goes away

~Bipasha Majumder

Cyborgs

without brains

smoosh.

~Noah Berlatsky

3 am -

a shriek from the top

of the wardrobe

~Juliet Wilson

hissing

from a straw blade

a praying mantis

gets eaten by one

less pious

~Christina Chin / M. R. Defibaugh

Hives

Who says the monk cilice shirt,

hair of sackcloth, penance ash,

cannot be simply fleas at work,

lashes, stripes, the welts of bites,

or even hives, bee-keeping work?

~Stephen Kingsnorth

air raid

a mum-to-be writhing

in labour pain

~Bipasha Majumder

new rank promises of war

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

picking willow twigs

from the frozen moat

(he’s no jesus)

~David Cox

hototogisu

I still don’t understand you

hototogisu

~Noah Berlatsky

Afternoon of February 21, 2023

 

my toe is still blushing from meeting your foot at the boardwalk

~Nolcha Fox

Song


I'm exile

I'm smoke

I'm long dead in the trenches

I am home

nowhere

alive in the fire

erasing words

with the bone of a crow's wing

I'm alone with a voice

of the blank page

~Alexander Etheridge

Last Change of Address

The earth knows we’ll return‒‒

our few feeble movements 

down under the flowers,

and our names repeated like a song’s chorus 

so the ones left won’t forget 

through all the winters.

Look, moon, sun, and moon and sun again,

the mist coming down 

to the cold lake and the churchyard‒‒

It’ll all be forgotten.

~Alexander Etheridge

Past Life

It’s strange how time falls into itself.

One second I’m here, the next

I’m back in middle school---

the hour is bright, my friends there

are so young.

That long dead day is risen

and my life is gone into 

its white-gold October 

moment, my only

life.

~Alexander Etheridge

She opened her mouth

and swallowed a bird.

She spit out feathers

instead of words.

~Nolcha Fox

my dad

still never says much

ouija board

~petro c.k.

the chug-chug-chug of a party bus

~petro c.k.

no fewer people

could see me

than already did

~Noah Berlatsky

 

Ocean Daybreak Sketch

Fogshifts

and a respiration of inland trees

Unanchored graves

Foot-tracks of light

opening

along the lengths of the tide

~Alexander Etheridge

Retreat


Laundry

Expands to fill

All space. All time. The house

Is worn by clothes and we flap loose

Worn down.

~Noah Berlatsky

Morning of February 26, 2024

 

 

 

 

 

 

two shoes minus one poltergeist

~Lafcadio

π 

8 

1 

4 

2 

15 

@

~Lafcadio

around and around

pictures on a spinning top

of extinct species

~John Hawkhead

sudden nightfall

pulling tarpaulin

over a face

~John Hawkhead

others are shackled to walls or masts

~Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

chasing people down / yelling / "you ate my brother!"

~Barbara Anna Gaiardoni

If I referenced a classical myth or a jazz musician

you would have to love me, my Pulitzer judge of the heart.

~Noah Berlatsky

lost wallet

retracing my steps

i find myself

~Stephanie Zepherelli

war orphan

finding a teddy bear

with one eye

~Stephanie Zepherelli

the actress

eyelids all aflutter

a moth in a jar

~Mike Gallagher

early hours

crackling cockroaches

underfoot

~Mike Gallagher

ruminating —

a mountain goat treads

the track less taken

~Mike Gallagher

reflections in the mirror

all the voices

in my head

~Mike Fainzilber

 

 

 

power cut

the silence

of the lamps

~Mike Fainzilber

 

Afternoon of February 12, 2024

We’re passengers

on the Orient Express

killing time.

~Nolcha Fox

night owl

at his regular perch

picking at a slice of pie

~Christopher Peys

mom's gratitude

for doing the dishes

and holding my tongue.

family politics

~Christopher Peys

I aired my thoughts

on the clothesline. Someone

stole them, how thoughtless.

~Nolcha Fox

Even your successes are failures.

Even your memory forgets.

It is down a long way to have nothing in your hands.

It is down a long way to be nowhere.

~Noah Berlatsky

Hey diddle diddle

Trump said he jumped over the moon

To his disgust

A black hole swallowed him whole

The end

~Philip Hornblow

Floh + Floh = zwei

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

bite

of brown recluse

scurry of legs

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

 

 

field trip

urban kids learn

where milk comes from

~John J. Dunphy

high school activist

her yearbook photo

her first mug shot

~John J. Dunphy

the felon's fingerprints

lifted from

a baby bottle

~John J. Dunphy

eddy poe, jr.

"dada, caw, caw…"

                                             he said

                     "Me a raven."

To which his father replied —

          "Nevermore, my little man,

                    go back to bed ... 

                                                                 forevermore."

~Christopher Peys

MoMA ...

an abstraction

of an abstraction

after the image

the afterimage …

still just dots

on a white wall

~Christopher Peys

feedback&distortiontheslowerosion

~Mark Gilbert

ellipsing around that which is not visible

~Mark Gilbert

the poet is a lamb drinking water

the wolf is a poem that eats us

poems drown with us in sugar water

the river of time moves towards uncertainty
 

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

(Originally published in Setu)