Category: Poetry
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Greed Greed Greed
In Covington, I smell the honeysuckle smeared across the hills: impenetrable yellow mocking the warblers as they guzzle mealworms…
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Still Life With Dog In The Yard
The throat chaps from an easterly pumping harder now. A march of ants parade around the kettle in one straight line…
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Feeding Nagasaki
A garland of tako tentacles dangles under the canopy of Natsuo’s yatai…
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Praying to Unreliable Gods
Turn the door knob as if picking ripe figs. Spin the wrist and pull your harvest…
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A House Is Not a Home Luther Vandross 1981
Poetry by Ellen June Wright
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Three Poems
Poetry by Peter Sagnella