Category: Spring 2010 Poems
Skiing the Old Farm at Night
by Christopher Seid The ruts of my two skis fill with shadow, blue ash from the full moon’s burn. The dogs run ahead to wrestle ghost dogs
Letter to Pavlov’s Dog
by Marija Sanderling How does it feel To live with this mad Russian On whom we pay homage For because of him And because of you We now know A
Jazz Night at the Museum
by Leonore Hildebrandt For the modernist, an egg shattered in the street. A heart? Straggling notes court the monkey tree. “It
Hunched Over Shallows
by Jeff Hardin (Columbia, Tennessee) I must have looked ridiculous, hunched over the shallows, steering a red Solo cup behind the minnows
August is Why
by David Filer There’s a certain Slant of light, Winter Afternoons — — Emily Dickinson, Poem #258 Don’t take too much
Charting
by David Filer The sad, lucent, malevolence of the heavens . . . — David St. John, Lucifer by Starlight The stars emerge at
Knowing
by Alice Bolstridge All living, dying things I touch or see deceive my knowing — the world’s not me, it’s other: bear, rock, beech tree. Touching
Self Similarity
by Alice Bolstridge Veins map surfaces. In mayflower petals and leaves, they form boundaries of smaller and smaller patterns. Things branch —
Black Night—part of the collection, Shapes of Man
by Jeff Hardin (Phoenix, Arizona) You and I at the crossroads, One leading down the path of submission, The other pointing to still another
Explore, Regardless—part of the collection, Shapes of Man
by Jeff Hardin (Phoenix, Arizona) Carrot of immortality, stick of perdition. Candles in cups, sprinkly waters in gaudy bowls. Smoke in bags,