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Our Latest Poetry and Prose:

Spinach Days and Other Poems
by Robert Phillips
Excerpt - The odor of cooking spinach brings them back: summer evenings, the world's richest city, Manhatten before my senior year,

when Cadillacs grew tailfins, Buddy Holly and The Crickets alarmed parents, Eisenhower full of wind, Mamie tippling at The Gettysburg Farm. More...

Two Poems
by Rick Noguchi
Excerpt - His shoes were made of water
And when he walked he flowed.
One foot after the other,
His stride kept him moving
Gracefully forward so that he strolled.
He floated.
His was the recognizable walk of elegance. More...

Poems by John Olivar
Excerpt - as we dash through caution's
halls, their artifice draws
in torrents, our blood, runs
two starry-dead outlaws
More...

Poems
by Helene Cardona
Excerpt - Smile behind the lips,
her face a sunflower
in a garden of trees.
The eyes of the seagull open,
choose your beach.
Tears caught in the throat, More...

Power and Poetry: A Review of The Complete American Fantasies, James Schevill, Swallow Press / Ohio University Press, 1996
by Claiborne Walthall
Excerpt - "My childhood years were permeated by wild-words, wildfire-stories, haunting wildfire-doom," writes Schevill. Indeed in the poems concerning the 1920’s, the lines reflect the wildness of his western upbringing. This wildness is not the vision of cowboys and frontier we often associate with western themes, but rather the energy of youth and the powerful wildness of discovery, exploration, and mystery occurring in the young life. More...

Poems by Mary Gray Hughes
Excerpt - I am meant to be an oyster
but have lost my shell
so wander bare, everywhere,
though every current
smacks against soft tissue
never once before in touch
with anything beyond
that hardened crust,
and even so excited
by this novelty unseen
for oysters have no eye
yet who but I
can tell you how
the merest wind
sends pressures down
upon an oyster's skin. More...


Typewriter, Photo-Collage, 2003 by Jules White

Poems by Charu Suri
Excerpt - And so every morning, plucked jasmine, heavy incense
and the lighting of copper lamps whetted our appetite
for prayer. A sandalwood fragrance thickened.
Our father spooled muslin wicks that licked up pools of oil,
touched his palms and closed his eyes. More...

Poems
by John FitzGerald
Excerpt - I hear a faucet drip into its puddle, grown to capacity,
Striving to avoid stagnation, just to know its own emotion,
In the middle with itself, like a trinity. More...

Merging in San Francisco
by Mary Gray Hughes
Excerpt - You wanted to know what it was like -- this merging in San Francisco. This coming together not of a young man and young woman but of two young men, buying a house together to be for them, from now on, their home. Having a ceremony of blessing of the house, too, by a priest and afterwards having a celebration. More...

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