…the clouds looked like they were bought at Target or Walmart and then someone hung them up in the sky

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I was walking through an empty parking lot, staring down at the ground as I walked. There were dead galaxies and black holes scattered across the pavement. I liked them and found them all very pretty. Then, while looking down at the ground as I walked, I saw something even prettier on the pavement of […]

7 new poems by Sam Silva

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MY FRIENDS AND I, WE STOLE THE SUMMER My friends and I, we stole the summer and its rain in stumbling secret conversation about the brilliant ways of the city …all of its joy and all of its pain! In a little room I call my friends and speak of a journey which never ends […]

3 Poems by Nate Maxson

Sprngs - D. Enck

Rocket Science We used to send monkeysAhead of human test subjects Brief astronauts to test the water, blow on the soup before swallowing Into the substance: an evolving arrow with sudden green buds/ atremble Not from the sky, no But through it, a sub-audible whistling not for our ears Animals across the horizon, down below […]

The Best Poetry Books

walking via Korry B freeimages.com/profile/korry_b

Sometimes when I walk I think of verses. And most times they vanish without trail. But there are days where I don’t let them go. I recite them out loud to myself constantly as asking them not to leave that everything is fine, that I can nourish them into a beautiful, well… at least meaningful […]

Two new poems by Jack Leaf Willetts

Bukowski - Neal Cassady

Letter to Charles Bukowski No I don’t want to be a goddamn writer for the most part I wish I were a carpenter or a mechanic I wish I had a skill that folks could use I wish I had a job that paid the bills I wish I did something that folks might appreciate […]

5 Poems by Gloria Avner

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YOKO AND THE NAKED BOTTOMS I was recruited by a friend in London 1967 a publisher of first edition American poetry a friend of Tony’s her husband (before John) to be in Yoko Ono’s movie she needed asses battalions of bare buttocks the camera would focus on the juncture where thighs cheek bottoms and ass […]

All the Notes of the World Symphony

Mt. Baker, Washington

I am a red Laz boat cruising on the mountains of Kurdistan where my Kurd and Turk brothers are burning by falling on the ground syllable by syllable None of the requiems is able to express the pain of the stone-throwing Kurdish children raped in the hell prisons of Fascist-Kemalism I picked up Armenian roses […]

What to Wake Up For

digital collage - D Enck

It lifts me from sleep, from hot wind dream A mute sun in the never winter morning A thought – someone anywhere, you, may read this

WHAT THE LOWER MIND DISCERNS

summer

Computer music from within …matched in its expressive rhythm by the rattling tin! One of the coolest days in July helps the feelings on toward Autumn’s endless sky and leaf and breeze come soon …a witch of a morning moments before August! …with classical computer lullaby nearby that porch and screen waiting for the haunting […]

Revenge of the Imagist Socialist Poetry

REVENGE OF THE IMAGIST SOCIALIST POETRY

We are the revenge of all oppressed, despised, ignored, exploited, beaten, insulted, neglected, abused, molested humans in the world as being fighters for their rights with our poems and essays. We are the revenge of the Poetry Art and we are fighting for poetry ethics against the decadent poets/poetesses who exploit Poetry for their own […]