Category: Winter 2012 Poetry
lacustrine, the air . . . .
by Gerrit Lansing Edgy words, a discipline. The poor, with us always. Us ? We sought the pale intensities. Sunny the
Rain Goddess: What I Learned As A Tourist in the Yucatan
by Diane Wakoski The stones, not Olmec. Break your ankle against saw palmetto a slash of brawling foliage, unregulated And
Grey Goddess
by Diane Wakoski thinking of Patricia Waters in St. Augustine With Minerva’s eyes of corrugated knowing she wraps us in hand –
For The Aztec Goddess
by Diane Wakoski “Take one,” she said, opening her closet of frankincense & myrrh. In it hung anoraks, parkas, wool jackets, raincoats, even
The World Revealed
by Thomas Meyer And Jacob called unto his sons, and said, Gather yourselves together, that I may tell you that which shall befall you in the last
Unfinished Poem for Fran Antman
by Hugh Seidman The Andeans sledge for Morococha copper. They hoped quick years: to buy land — or a son from the pit. In the Cemetery of Heaven,
Crossing Bryant Park Susan Robertson (1943 –1997)
by Hugh Seidman Rink down — up last fall mirroring summer. 1200 steps to work — Seventh to Madison. First, past 50 — your bridal two step. New,
Variation One The Pirate
Jerome Rothenberg from The Gorky Variations draws blood from stone or brilliance that a paper bag conceals men on a journey who can spy
Woman of Jesus
by Rochelle Owens It is about skin and hair of the yoga mistress from Rosario Portugal remember how I said her hair was a long hanging rope
Aztec Lullaby
by Ron Padgett Humming in the dark from a throat that has just swallowed a hummingbird