Poem
A Kind Of Love Story
Jennifer Juneau
A Kind Of Love Story
Walking along Avenue A I was kind of drunk
It was kind of desolate and kind of late
All the stores were kind of closed
And there was this guy who kind of looked like you
He kind of smiled
I kind ...
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Poem
THE COMPUTER ARCANE
Jack Hirschman
1.
To have this at one’s fingertips,
the whole world before one
and it not be zero—,
that’s the humbling meaning
of this revolution one’s a part of
and one’s been party to
for a long time now, at firs...
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Poem
school of night 19
Bruce Weber
the monsters have taken over the house
they’re crawling through the refuse
of broken trays of paint
walls and temporary screens
they’re delegating authority
passing their power on to the masks
who remove me from th...
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Poem
DISPUTABLY 8TH STREET
Joel Allegretti
DISPUTABLY 8TH STREET
W. 8th Street,
Greenwich Village, N.Y.
June 2018
PRIME RETAIL SPACE FOR LEASE
Domino’s
SPACE AVAILABLE
State Farm
PROFESSIONAL SPACE FOR RENT
This isn’t the Tangier souk of leopard-skin...
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Poem
Tainting Her
Sharon Olinka
Balthus, Les beaux jours (Golden Days), 1944-45, Oil on canvas
Like Balthus, he paints
a female model
in a chair.
Dabs of sickly green
define her. The air
around her ocher.
Such small ha...
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Poem
Three Poets, Three Books — Café Crazy, We Became Summer, and Blue Lyre
William Considine
Café Crazy, by Francine Witte
We Became Summer, by Amy Barone
Blue Lyre, by Jeffrey Cyphers Wright
On Wednesday, June 13, three well-known Downtown New York poets read together from their new books, published w...
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Poem
VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY
Jack Hirschman
VLADIMIR MAYAKOVSKY
You, thunderer and swirl of
the flag of blood and roses,
kneader of the bread of poem,
deathless comrade of dithyramb
and liberty,
you whose suicided life
I carry as a forge,
...
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Poem
In This Dream
Rebecca Weiner Tompkins
IN THIS DREAM
We are always dancing:
you lift your arms above me
like a bird in a summery place.
Sometimes there is music
and the softest shadows;
other times the air carries us
through the rhythm of tall, flat buil...
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Review
where night and day become one—the french poems /1983-2017 by Steve Dalachinsky—review
Valery Oisteanu
where night and day become one
the french poems /1983-2017
by Steve Dalachinsky
Great Weather for Media, NYC, 2018
Steve Dalachinsky is a poet /cultural reporter of our time, not only via his essays, but also through...
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Poem
Snail Poem
Peter Orlovsky
Snail Poem
Make my grave shape of heart so like a flower be free aired
& handsome felt,
Grave root pillow, tung up from grave & wigle at
blown up clowd.
Ear turnes close to underlayer of green felt moss & sound
o...
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Review
A Hermit Has No Plural by Gabor G. Gyukics – Review
Ron Kolm
A Hermit Has No Plural by Gabor G. Gyukics, Singing Bone Press.
A Hermit Has No Plural, a collection of poems by the great Hungarian writer, Gabor G. Gyukics, is wonderfully unique. It is a surrealist vision of a world...
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Poem
The Gods
Jenny Seymore Montgomery
i.
Pluto and Uranus. Shadows overhead at my birth during
another nuclear test. Soon I will be blown across the kitchen
by a toaster, blacken bulbs, sit in pits of Mount St. Helens’
ash, grieve the bulldozing of ever...
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Poem
False Ceremony
Hal Sirowitz
False Ceremony
On the morning of my Bar Mitzvah –
the Jewish ceremony when a thirteen
year old boy becomes a man –
I jumped out of bed, ran
into the bathroom, and locked
the door. I lowered my pajama bot...
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Poem
FOCUS
Joel Allegretti
FOCUS
Kevin Spacey is disgraced!
I hadn’t heard of Anthony Rapp,
and my last Kevin movie was Beyond the Sea,
from the fourth year of Bush II’s first term.
In the 365 days of 2017,
346 mass shootings gave the na...
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Poem
Transubstantiation
Bonny Finberg
Transubstantiation
Cut from olive wood,
the straining
nails
of
hands
to
cross,
the body arched in holy
agony is ecstasy
and so, the other way around.
Once a year at Sacré Coeur,
the Bo...
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