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Beetles In Moonlight, Gordon Grice May 2019

Beetles In Moonlight, Gordon Grice

Westview

This rooted cliff is riddled and pocked. On August nights, you can watch the moonlight clatter into shards that move apart and come together to couple.


The Valley, Sheila Cohlmia Dec 2018

The Valley, Sheila Cohlmia

Westview

I wander through a deep narrow valley


Tennyson, By Allergies Immured, John Bradshaw Dec 2018

Tennyson, By Allergies Immured, John Bradshaw

Westview

Window bound I sit and ponder Letting my sheltered eyes go wander.


Nowhere Is Nowhere, Catherine Mccraw Dec 2018

Nowhere Is Nowhere, Catherine Mccraw

Westview

People often speak of rural Western Oklahoma as the middle of nowhere.


Tuesday Night, Amber Thompson Dec 2018

Tuesday Night, Amber Thompson

Westview

The coppery softness of cinnamon sticks to my fingers.


Plowing, Kevin Oakes Dec 2018

Plowing, Kevin Oakes

Westview

As a kid growing up on a farm You are expected to learn how to plow


September's Grapes, Sheila A. Murphy Dec 2018

September's Grapes, Sheila A. Murphy

Westview

There’s grief from harvest early, or too late: bitter, hard, or over-ripened fruit.


Aprilis - I / April - I, Brinna Michael Apr 2015

Aprilis - I / April - I, Brinna Michael

mOthertongue

Poem in Latin.


The Surrender, Diane Hale Oct 2014

The Surrender, Diane Hale

Manuscripts

Light revolves
patterning grey age faces
in flashing momentary brilliance--
exposing shadow dreams
of victorious kingdoms
built in bottle caps
the shrapnel of hope's treachery--
to be swept away with
debris of belief


Heat Lightning At Night, Michael Martone Oct 2014

Heat Lightning At Night, Michael Martone

Manuscripts

mute mimic,
the splashing spark


Definition Of Poetry, Lynn Z. Bloom Oct 2014

Definition Of Poetry, Lynn Z. Bloom

Manuscripts

Once
I took a course in aesthetics:
Three hours credit
If I could learn
What a poem was.