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The Big Time, Jim Pollock Jan 1972

The Big Time, Jim Pollock

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To Go, Gary Zmolek Jan 1972

To Go, Gary Zmolek

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Sunglassed, sliding to a jet, she practices A face, lets no one touch her lips or press In on her privacy. One intrusion Was enough to let her know, and so She pulls the purse tight to her, full of pain, Of promises in envelopes...


To Ed Mclaughlin St. Patrick's Day, Marie E. Grimmius Jan 1972

To Ed Mclaughlin St. Patrick's Day, Marie E. Grimmius

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The gyrating motion of the flock birds north catch my mind and I am lifted to the sky in their progressions of endless moment patterns...


Regenesis, J.E. Vandegrift Jan 1972

Regenesis, J.E. Vandegrift

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IN TH E beginning the earth was formed. It was without precise shape, and light flooded its surface; and the Spirit of Change moved over the land...


Poem, Adrian D'Silva Jan 1972

Poem, Adrian D'Silva

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Frustration born in blood stained sheets drip drip drip and then again like Burke as we look for garbage cans...


Awakening, Richard Mott Jan 1972

Awakening, Richard Mott

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THE jagged edges of the rocky terrain bite sharply into the still tender soles of my young feet as I run frantically to keep pace with the long, loping strides of my mother...


Remember The Beats?, Dirk Hanson Jan 1972

Remember The Beats?, Dirk Hanson

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IN 1969, if you were looking for it, you might have found it in the old bars of Denver and New Orleans and North Beach, San Francisco. Men in their 40's grey and sad, ordering another beer and muttering, "Jack's dead."


Tarot Horseman, John Graham Jan 1972

Tarot Horseman, John Graham

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Not I, not I. Not I to listen for the Rider's horn. Not I to wait to grow so old 'till only the cat jumps soft upon my lap...


The Baby Eater, John Graham Jan 1972

The Baby Eater, John Graham

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SUNK in the thickets under the chill of the moon. Light the bush that will bring them to me. Pipe my music over the hills and listen for the hoofs of the lambs. I'll wait. And I'll conjure...


The Doctor's Men, Owen Knapp Jan 1972

The Doctor's Men, Owen Knapp

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Dr. WILHELM Johannsen sat on an empty crate. Steam rolled horn his tin cup. He sipped coffee between puffs on a thick brown cigar. A mist soaked his wool coat...


An Old Buffet And A China Cup, Gail Anderson Jan 1972

An Old Buffet And A China Cup, Gail Anderson

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ANNA Garner took one of her china plates from the buffet and stood gazing at it for a second. She could see her reflected image on its shiny surface. It always startled her for a second whenever she caught a glimpse of herself unexpectedly. She could never quite associate that plump face creased with numerous wrinkles and wreathed with white hair with herself...


Impressions Of New York, James M. Kraft Jan 1972

Impressions Of New York, James M. Kraft

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On fifth avenue There was a man Buttering a small patch of grass With cement. I put my initials In the corner...


Into The Trashcan, Liba Taub Jan 1972

Into The Trashcan, Liba Taub

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A crumpled Kleenex Snot-filled with despair, "Fifty percent stronger Than the other leading brand/' Now tattered, cast aside Soon to be replaced By the next successor In the decorator box. My love It seems, has found Its fate...


Poem, Anne Church Jan 1972

Poem, Anne Church

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Elves live in his head Smiling from behind his eyes, Singing in his laugh...


Where 13th Ave. Dead-Ends Into Eagle Street, Dave Mccarty Jan 1972

Where 13th Ave. Dead-Ends Into Eagle Street, Dave Mccarty

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ON THE diamond-bright summer days, I was the little boy who got itchy heat rash in red blotches on his neck. Mom made me sit in the living room and watch an Errol Flynn movie on television. I like Errol Flynn though...


The Last 30 Minutes, Don R. Warden Jan 1972

The Last 30 Minutes, Don R. Warden

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IT WAS pitch dark outside the Army base, quiet, the air cool and dry. In another month the southeast monsoons would change all that, but Odell would be home by then, he hoped...


Good Neighbor Policy, Marie E. Grimmius Jan 1972

Good Neighbor Policy, Marie E. Grimmius

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Suspended by intent face down in "the sun's up" pillow quietly surrounded by the big white playground one arm still holding his playmate not having known how to leave He stirs slightly, like a snowflake in a dancing wind...


The Hatchet Man, Joe Dessert Jan 1972

The Hatchet Man, Joe Dessert

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Small Wonder, Michael J. Bartosh Jan 1972

Small Wonder, Michael J. Bartosh

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Another Man's Poison, John Graham Jan 1972

Another Man's Poison, John Graham

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There are days when the little Horner boy sits alone in the corner and readies his thumb, concentrating hard on just what it is under that pie crust and anxious to find out what exactly he's getting into and all the time knowing that only the Shadow and Jack Armstrong know for sure and they ain't talking...


Haiku, Earl Keyser Jan 1972

Haiku, Earl Keyser

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Early sunset rests on children's faces and hands, measuring their dreams...


The Worm Sandwich, Allen Koessel Jan 1972

The Worm Sandwich, Allen Koessel

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THE morning was damp and overcast. As my younger sister followed me down the sagging, wooden steps, the warm moist air surrounding us carried a rich, earthy scent that teased our young senses...


New House, Marie E. Grimmius Jan 1972

New House, Marie E. Grimmius

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Lacy rain-filled night Rushes in the door, I am going out Wandering peacefully north Yellow pebbled floor in mind...


Cycles, Alan Christy Jan 1972

Cycles, Alan Christy

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Fall feet-first into sleeping sickness And then rise head-first Into looking all around,...


Consider The Lilies, Marian Junker Jan 1972

Consider The Lilies, Marian Junker

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IT IS winter, but no snow has fallen. The ground is cracked and bare. Here and there a stubborn seed pod clings to a dead stalk, but every day the wind loosens it. Soon it will fall to the waiting earth...


The Two Of You, Alan Christy Jan 1972

The Two Of You, Alan Christy

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Your quiet eyes are seeing a long way. Something you know tingles the back of your neck Then surges up into your head again, And out of your eyes first, then covered with words It goes to meet her same knowledge halfway. Outside, rain sinks the ground into the ground, The night is looking in through every window...


Tea Dance, Cynthia Martin Jan 1972

Tea Dance, Cynthia Martin

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I LOOKED at myself in the mirror. "Today, Susie, you are going to be beautiful/' It was really a rather doubtful hope. A round, baby-fat face stared back. Silver clippies held curls away from my face, and when I smiled I could blind somebody if the sun hit my braces right. But I had decided. Today I was going to be beautiful...


Snow, Kurt Godden Jan 1972

Snow, Kurt Godden

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When Nature had doused her solar lamp to retire from deary day and her candlestick Moon but a fading ember had entranced her into sleep,...


Them Spring Flowers, Marta Burkgren Jan 1972

Them Spring Flowers, Marta Burkgren

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Mantis, Craig Molgaard Jan 1972

Mantis, Craig Molgaard

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