KATE SLAVENS
“A hollow whisper in the night / Precedes the whistling, cutting breeze”
BRUCE MCBIRNEY
“It happens quickly every Friday night. / The deepest feelings, the profound events / Of thirty years are gathered up in light / Upon a movie screen. “
BRUCE MCBIRNEY
“His eyes are fixed ahead. His scraggled beard, / Flecked salt and pepper, hides a shaking jaw.”
WILLIAM F. BELL
“I don’t know by what happy omen / A creature from the past came by”
JACK GRANATH
“My friend, the coffee-shop philosopher, / Surrendered to the venom of his views”
PETER SWANSON
“They change their bills / From green to feather hues, then buy the beers, / Push back the dampened sleeves. “
DANA SONNENSCHEIN
“The hillside held in shadows’ branching net / and the reservoir in wave-splashed ice resound / when swans rise, kicking, scattering light”
