Poetry

Poem: Polaroids

By William McGreal

Eager and thrilled,
so easily done with summer,
the young tree by the bend in the creek
has given everything over
to scarlet red

Poem: How to Fetch Firewood

By Michelle Tandoc-Pichereau

For the women and children of Darfur

Poem: The Couple

By Timothy Brennan

My reading lamp shines on the turnings of a pair
of ladder-back chairs—my parents’ chairs—
laying bright spots on the high points, the balls and rings,
it settles in valleys and shallow coves

Poem: untitled

By Terence Chiesa

a poem is less burdensome
than an inventory
of red artificial flowers
or a handful of beggar’s pencils

Poem: Flood

By Trevor Wedemeyer

Southbound quickly
the silent hum
of train lines swung
down coastal catastrophe

Poem: Sandy Feet

By Jorelle Pome

Words are full of meaning.
It is very important to keep things flowing.

Poem: The Carving

By Lisa Parisio

More permanent than the ice
the roads re-carved the Catskills.

Poem: You Exercise in the End

By Noel Sloboda

You know what you
must do as much as you

Poem: Your Tree

By Aida Chaldranyan

The tree you watered and loved into growing—it grew in your face.

Poem: A Man at my Feet

By Imogene Putnam

A man lies at my feet
and a woman, and another over there.
I glide between bodies. Hovering,
Maybe to touch, where?

Poem: Nothing

By Sharon Panaro

Who I am doesn’t matter.
What I have done doesn’t exist.