Category: Summer 2010 Poems

For The Gulf
by Jonathan Skinner Some wings lift skyward testing the airs, circle round and wait — feeling for pressure shifts, advancing fronts spiraling in

Lanesville
by Elizabeth Hoover Photography is an oath to silence, so I gave up on faces one summer in Lanesville. The light wrapping her body like a sweet

The Window
by Matthew M. Cariello Then I knew one word, birthright’s rudiment uttered in hunger’s warm room. The sense of me without sense. I would have

Foundation
by Matthew M. Cariello Clutter in the vestibule where steps buckled and mortar cracked, I watched my father crawl into the dark beneath the stoop

Néfer
by Victoria Livingstone The first time I didn’t know you. The second time, I did — Federico Garcia Lorca I fell for you,

The Salar de Uyuni Bolivia’s salt desert
by Victoria Livingstone The December sky fills the salt flats with water and the Earth becomes a mirror. Flooding blue erases the horizon — even

The Lamp
by Franz Wright Dark blue evening street with here and there a lighted window of the at home, or the possibly not. Lamp, yellow circles

One
by Franz Wright Bodies are endless, but sentience gazing from endlessly various eyes is one, and I can prove it. Music’s an idealized and

Reflection
by Franz Wright I wear this small fish hook of crucifix Look how it helps keep the head weighted down down with shame, with the glory and shame

You Can’t Miss It
by Franz Wright Most I loved the secret sense of being a we; of living in two places at once (or everywhere). How I learned to bear euphoria in