Category: Published Issues
Against the Orchestra
by Philip Dacey If it’s to be a concerto for violin, let the orchestra score be transcribed for piano so that we hear two voices in dialogue with
Black and White
by Philip Dacey St. Louis. The Forties. The neighborhood poor white. (Or say white trash, given how when the flight to the suburbs happened
Triolet: At Juilliard
by Philip Dacey The female pianist’s long blonde lock of hair swings down before her face as she is playing fugal Bach. The female pianist’s long
Black
by Philip Dacey “My mother never let me wear black; now I wear black all the time.”
Egg
by Pippa Little fits in a palm or snug in an eggcup. Cool, undimpled shades of lukewarm milk, magnolia emulsion, plain and neat as clouds on an
Amber
by Pippa Little warmed from within you thin as I hold you up to light, slow as aromatic malt swirl you to my mouth so all my vowels melt, leggy
Earth Grazers
by Pippa Little Over blue woods soaked in night–juices They nose low from star fields and ice caps, move true To earth’s curve, surprised
At The General’s Graveside
by Pippa Little drops of light drown the carved letters of his name hero of war / in love, a deserter the cold weight of him seeps from her
Stuck / Torn
by Annie Stenzel Stuck / Torn All change is for the worse. — Anon. Because the rut has earned its fame for comfort, being now furnished
Cassandra talks in her sleep
by Annie Stenzel But if you’re waiting for me to Say things the way I used to say things, don’t bother. There is no demand for plangent images