By John Brandi
a party
where everyone says goodbye
then stays
where everyone says goodbye
then stays
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- By John Brandifallen leaves
the abbot sweeps
around them - By Teresa Mei Chucthis morning
weaving Chi in the garden
invisible ball in my hand
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Halong Bay
battle distant memory
smoke from Gulf of Tonkin
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did the atom
ever know its destiny
how our hands create?
A student asked me,
“Why do your people
believe in dragons?”
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river birch –
undressing
in the wind
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the solid bones of... - By Steve SanfieldThe earth shakes
just enough
to remind us. - By Langston HughesThe calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss. - By Jack KerouacUseless! Useless!
—heavy rain driving
into the sea - By Jack KerouacIn my medicine cabinet
the winter fly
Has died of old age - By Jack KerouacThe bottoms of my shoes
are clean
From walking in the rain - By Jennifer WongAmong heart-shaped leaves
the white fish gleams, red tail.
Soft lotuses sleep. - By John AshberyA blue anchor grains of grit in a tall sky sewing
I inch and only sometimes as far as the twisted pole gone in spare colors
Too late the last express passes through the dust of gardens - By Frank LimaI
The lights are out
The cats are hungry
The room is full of gangsters
II
The dishes are dirty
The icebox is empty
I dream of celery and a compass
III
The roof is upstairs
The window next door
A guitar in the shower
IV
The hours disappear in my room
Where is... - By Kobayashi IssaTranslated By Robert HassEven with insects—
some can sing,
some can’t. - By Kobayashi IssaTranslated By Robert HassUnder the evening moon
the snail
is stripped to the waist. - By Kobayashi IssaTranslated By Robert HassMosquito at my ear—
does he think
I’m deaf? - By Jack PrelutskyIf not for the cat,
And the scarcity of cheese,
I could be content. - By Chinaka Hodgewhen you die, i’m told
they only use given names
christopher wallace
no notorious
neither b.i.g. nor smalls
just voletta’s son
brooklyn resident
hustler for loose change, loosies
and a lil loose kim
let me tell you this
the west coast didn’t get you
illest flow or nah
had our loyalties
no... - By Matthew RohrerIn my dream
his voice began to fade
I had to call him
the next day
I feel about average
he said
I’m going out
to buy some juice
a huge frog
was in the driveway
a small boat drifting
the river flowed in silence - By Matthew RohrerA photograph
on the back of a hand mirror
resembles someone you knew
who sang themselves utterly away.
It cannot touch you
or the sound of the rapids.
Leave it, and walk farther
crawling up my leg
to find me all smiles
attached to nothing.
You and I can stay
in... - By Matthew RohrerThe kids fighting
over 4 or 5 pennies
my ears ringing
bent to the shape
of the spring moon I
am a crybaby - By Matthew RohrerA friend e-mails
how much are you
enjoying yourself?
a dripping faucet
loose cat litter
no doubt about it
a good world
is difficult I say
as if I were
tilling a field
ashamed of myself
I apologize
to the sleeping child