Leland James | THE TRUTH HUNTERS

THE TRUTH HUNTERS Five o’clock in the camp of the Truth hunters: Talk, round and smooth as party balloons drifting on the evening air; almost casual, yes, beneath a fog of urgency. Seasoned veterans all beneath the canopy, canap s in hand, martinis, gin of only the highest calibre arming to encounter the countess and the […]

John Barton | LAST OF THE CATCHERS

LAST OF THE CATCHERS   I’ve never caught sight of what they catch, boys Static as old men, old men less awkward Than boys, patient as herons, as lizards Wrists flicked quick as tongues, flies pierced and deployed The lines cast far and teased, cast far and teased What cold voids the hooks slip through, […]

Elana Wolff | MAMILLA POOL

MAMILLA POOL   Brambles hamper access to the ancient reservoir. The pool—agape and empty, dried to stone. The impulse was to save. The one hard lot was in the ground. We wanted fresh pool-water, in the months of hottest heat we wanted mainly to be slaked; pay attention; pray. If praise could fill the pool […]

Kate Marshall Flaherty | FAITH

  FAITH So I read this poem about a rare spice with an unpronounceable name, and before I know it, I’m catapulted into sex and some car crash of emotions, and I think: Why can’t I write a poem like that? Why can’t I come up breathless like I do from under the surf for […]

Mary Gilliland | FLOATS TO THE SKY

FLOATS TO THE SKY Initially I did not plan …………. a painting of a ladder ………………… faithful to phantom ……………………………. noises before sleep wearing a clean chemise …………. beneath dirty shorts ………………… under a worn abaya ……………………………. in my pink slippers with my red cheeks in the shop …………. for spots of vitiligo ………………… and […]

Claudia Coutu Radmore | ONE SAUCY LITTLE CLUE

  ONE SAUCY LITTLE CLUE we’ve seen a thought but it was so quick we only got a glimpse not immediately realizing what we’d seen flash of red heels little tilted black hat a veil over the eyes satin stillettos that seemed to have rockets attached as the thought escaped nimbly as if its route […]

Monika Lee | A SEVEN-STORY MOUNTAIN

  A SEVEN-STORY MOUNTAIN She climbs the ben …………… the ragged, ……………………. jagged brae, seven stories soaring to Eden’s sunlit peak. Bounded by southern seas, the mountain is the world, its two paths up or ……………………. down steep bluffs canopy white spires hover as she scales to surmount the top ridge crested with a stream, […]

Sharon Black | PILGRIMAGE

PILGRAMAGE When the peregrine goes for the kill it’s the fastest creature on earth. On a column of air it wobbles, wings an upturned cradle for the surge of sky. Up there, a static speck to the naked eye, its eye is faultless, unwavering the world condensed to a single atom, a collapsed star in […]