Outtakes and Non Sequiturs from a longer work still in progress
by Wayne Atherton On puddle top at Puddle Dock, a symphony of rain rings; the whipsnap of canvas mast on Gundalow Down at the docks at
Rabbit Year, Penelope
by Laura Behr The first notes, sung upside down, in a warbler’s song. Eyes closed. Moonlight stripped, throat full of love. Relief bracing,
Ledge
by Alicia Fisher Lovely is the wild impassive rise of the sun. The day boils and sings. I lean into its cusp. I am here. This new is enough.
Mail Payment To
by Alicia Fisher God only knows how many people leave sticky notes for their dead, Pens pressed against slump – shouldered memories. We
Where Do Sons Come From ?
by Alicia Fisher It was vengeance, hot and dove – soft, that brought you to the wide doomy edge, a lucid candle standing Godtall and
Geary and Gough — The day of the assassinations, November 27, 1978
by Bill Edmondson At St. Mary’s of the Assumption Under infrequent sun At certain times on certain days The shadow of a woman’s breast