Poetry

racemic interludes

By Michael Aird
and you / opening after to my / opening also /   / your mouth / breaks in less words, more life forms / a wave or / one look before the...

in the room of quartz

By Julia McCarthy
And in the room of quartz blooms /   / nothingness which is a cemetery of crows /   / each bearing a bright yellow something /   / in his beak...

two swimmers, belloram

By Leo Brent Robillard
There is a song for the dead / and the drowned / the tune of which I can’t remember, / so many seasons from the sea. / Though there was a time...

my mother’s waltz

By Shandi Mitchell
Crouched in the stairwell / cloaked in shadows / I watch my mother / in the kitchen / waltz /   / Her faded housecoat / cinched tight / around soft waist...

shift

By Sandra Pettman
the river drew me to her— /   / sent her butterfly scouts / to beckon me / down /   / fir and pine / became birch /   / silver...

playground

By John Barton
              Egg tempera on pressed wood panel, 1948 /   / A compound flagged by concrete, cracks unadorned / By blades of grass straggling into the light pouring in /   / Between...

book buff

By John Barton
             Egg tempera on gesso panel, 1994 /   / Taut prose stripped bare /   / His skin stretched by time, the relaxed lines / Of muscle underneath still / Firm as...

blue sperm whale

By Ron Charach
His patient brings in a dream, / to infiltrate his own: / I’m about five, I’m on a windy beach / dragging at the sand with my hands, / when suddenly, I...

translating passion: after marking too many english 1000 papers

By Katherine Cameron
I. / It has nothing to do with language—their papers fracture syntax, / dangle over the railing of incomprehension. Their logic is / a dog chasing its own tail round and round...