poem

In this poem, Jendi Reiter’s narrator seeks new perspective in this “racing-away circumstance.”

Newspaper headline Somerset, PA This is the popular miracle to which we bow down, a gasp in our throats, thousands ready to weep, disbelief exhaling relief and not that dark mine of tragedy that keeps collapsing around this tunnel of a country. But there are other wonders too: untelevised, deeper down, the tap-tap-tapping left between […]

I was in love with my own ruin, in love with decay. . . . —Augustine, Confessions Our Father in heaven, hallowed be the natural man here below. Lead me in the path of pleasure. May my will be done and make of earth a heaven. Upon my instincts I meditate day and night, I study […]

In this poem, Jeffrey Johnson considers the passage of time.

Dry sea floors Dancing trees Bethsaida water Saintly whores… Jericoed troubadours; Storm’s compromise Spit full sight Longing days Canaan’s surprise… Grace after three tries; Virgin births Grateful rocks Glowing shrubs Well women’s worth… Peace, yes, peace on earth; Damascus blindin’ Faith of five thousand Desert prophets No more cryin’… Low swung chariots arisin’; Walls of […]

In the early evening of cool Autumn, When the time for thinking and talking is just right. You can hear the moon whisper back the words of forgotten conversations. Sped upward by the crisp, light air, They are left undone and rain quietly back to the upturned arms of Maple, Elm and Beech. As one […]

I am here tucked into the warm wet wrinkles. I live here in my womb. No one else has ever been Here, though they enter over and over. they are just pacified there at the aula. yet it is my fear that they will come invade occupy my home my womb. It is the only […]

The full moon is pure liquid lantern light Flowing through the boardwalk to the sea. The sandcastles lie in the silver night, With the wind and the waves and you and me. We wait for the tide to sweep us away In gray swan ships of water and surf. The stars will all fail to […]