How Broken is Mended
James Diaz—Poems and Photos by James Diaz, New York MONTY II How you glowed in the nightand when I closed my eyes I could hear the rain fallingon your skinand I wanted to memorize the soundso that...
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Gold Calla in Rain—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CAMY FIRST RECITALIn my Uncle Scriven's studymy Aunt Sarah brings mea cup of delicious green teawith a cheese...
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This Way—Poems and Photos by Smith, Cleveland, OHSTATUS REPORT 192We go into the wouldto gather wordto share around the fire_________________SISYPHUS BOUNDPut food in, poop food outSleep, wake, sleep,...
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—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CATHE NIGHT TOUR The circus intermittently illuminated As if by the light that visits us When the danger has passed but is still Close enough to our blood that...
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—Anonymous PhotoTHE BLANK BOOK—Russell Edson (1935-2014) The book was blank, all the words had fallen out. Her husband said, the book is blank. His wife said, a funny thing happened to me on my...
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Kimberly White reads at Sac. Poetry Center, April 11—Photo by Michelle KunertAFTER THE ECLIPSE—Cynthia Linville, Sacramento, CA It was a day of U-turns—teeth and shoes and allNow I need to be smoothed...
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—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAFALLEN MOONIt’s not as if a sob can tear your throatthe way glass can shatter in a handor lies from a mouth of words.You know the difference.Constrict...
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Cliff House, San Francisco—Poems by David Wright, Sacramento, CA—Photos by Cynthia Linville, Sacramento RICKYIt was so sad; these elderly grandparents had driven up to San QuentinFrom Lynwood...
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Poet and Satyrs—Paintings by Gustave Moreau (1826-1898)—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MAAPRIL WINDThe last snow is gonewrapped in a cool sunlightas an Arctic April windintervenes off the coastwhich...
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—Photo by Katy Brown, Davis, CALEARNING HOW TO USE A SWORD—J. D. DeHart, Chattanooga, TNI used to havea sword but it was bluntand disappointing;I had no idea how to standwith a blade, then one dayat a...
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D. R. and Daughters (Altered Photo)—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CA WE HAVE NO INFORMATION We were unable to revive him. No one is supposed to be that color Except perhaps a lobster, blue,...
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Yellow Iris—Photo by Katy Brown, Davis, CAIN A DARK TIME—Theodore Roethke (1908-1963)In a dark time, the eye begins to see, I meet my shadow in the deepening shade; I hear my echo in the echoing...
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Leticia Hernandez reading at Avid Reader Sunday, April 17—Today’s Photos are by Michelle Kunert, SacramentoWHO —Taylor Graham, Placerville, CAWhich kind of owl was calling before dawn, as I opened the...
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—Poems and Photos by Joyce Odam, Sacramento, CAASPECTS OF A DARK DIMENSION After Tulipa, pastel by Maria Sylvester It’s in the feature known as background—a drooping red flower,huge crowding...
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At the Coffee Garden—Photo by Jane Blue, Sacramento, CAFRANKENSTEIN’S MONSTER LOOKS BACK—Jane BlueWe are always seeing, alwaysdiscoveringhow deceitful memorymutates into fiction.When I was a child, I...
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—Poems by B.Z. Niditch, Brookline, MA—Photos by Katy Brown, Davis, CAALONE AT THE BAYNothing but expansive lightin my murmuring wordsunder the weight of stonesmy vision is unlockedfrom the persuasive...
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—Poems by Donal Mahoney, St. Louis, MO(Anonymous Photos)TRICKLE-DOWN ECONOMICSIt’s warplain and simplewhen I fill the feederout in the sycamorewith millet and nigerand sunflower seed.Back in the houseI...
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After the Storm—Poems and Photos by D.R. Wagner, Locke, CA THE SENSIBLE EMPTINESS The place was described to usBy the blind. A thoroughfare Of winds named by the Ancient Greeks. We were given wings...
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(Anonymous Photo)MAY—Mary OliverMay, and among the miles of leafing, blossoms storm out of the darkness— windflowers and moccasin flowers. The bees dive into them and I too, to gather their spiritual...
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Back of Sign on J Street, Sacramento—Photo by Charles Mariano, Sacramento, CAHAPPY SHIRTS—Caschwa, SacramentoI have five Hawaiian shirtsHanging in my closetThey spread cheerWherever I wear themMy first...
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