MICHAEL BROWN
“Like Job, he kneels, hands placed before him on the ground”
Couplets
MARYANN CORBETT
“Perfect: the singers, strings, and keyboards. Perfect // Bruised sky above the tents of the squatters’ district”
LISA BARNETT
“Propagate and fornicate, / procreate and copulate: / Latin for our base desires.”
MORI CREECH
“I struck the match. My child watched dead leaves burn”
ELIZABETH KLISE VON ZERNECK
“In this dark cabinet of poem: / no lanterns rise, few men reach home.”
BRUCE BENNETT
“Not hearing, I suspect that you / again have turned to someone new”
BRUCE GUERNSEY
“And once again / they too are back”
