MORI CREECH
“I struck the match. My child watched dead leaves burn”
Category Archive: Archived Poems
LIZ AHL
“Who showed you which trees to cut down or to keep? / The father who sang you down into your sleep.”
MATTHEW SMITH
“When it happens, nobody seems to notice.”
QUINCY R. LEHR
“There’s thudding from the floor above that never seems to stop. / I’m trying to sleep, or waiting for the other shoe to drop”
CELESTE LIPKES
“In bed, I shake the world by turning glass. / I twist the plastic tube and shut one eye; / I watch the people break apart and pass”
AMIT MAJMUDAR
“Solitudes crowded past at every floor / And filled the lift beginning at the back.”
BARBARA LOOTS
“He bows over the board to hone the line / from stem to stern along a subtle curve / that instinct and intelligence define.”
