RICHARD WAKEFIELD
“An old man at his kitchen window sees / by winter light”
Sonnet
TONY BARNSTONE
“Descartes installed the eyeball of an ox / in a small hole through which the daylight sprayed / inverted figures of the world’s parade”
JEHANNE DUBROW
“I walk to Safeway where the air stays on / and wander through the frozen foods, the cold / glass coffins”
JUDITH KUNST
“At twelve, she saw so little and so much / in seven stars”
PETER SWANSON
“Think thin, America, in silhouettes / Of evening dress and city lines.”
PHILIP DACEY
“She sits as if before the stillest lake”
MORI CREECH
“I struck the match. My child watched dead leaves burn”
AMIT MAJMUDAR
“Solitudes crowded past at every floor / And filled the lift beginning at the back.”
HANNAH FAITH NOTESS
“Moved up the river to a ghostless house. / Hung out the Monday washing in the breeze.”
GWEN HART
“I have grown accustomed to his hands”
CAKI WILKINSON
“When neon ginkgoes fan the window panes / and sycamores unroll their yellow sleeves”
SANDRA SHAFFER VANDOREN
“Motionless as herons, snipers stare, / their long, slick beaks of guns all pointing down”
MATTHEW MCLAUGHLIN MALYON
“The open coffin waited in the room, / a stone in ocean tide”
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. “
DANA SONNENSCHEIN
“The hillside held in shadows’ branching net / and the reservoir in wave-splashed ice resound / when swans rise, kicking, scattering light”
SHANE SEELY
“Ray claims he saw you with his own two eyes”
ROBERT DONOHUE
“In lonely moments it may come to mind / To brush away the cobweb’s veil”
GINNY KACZMAREK
“The piercing ice of winter never ends / when you’re away.”
