Two Poems by Courtney LeBlanc
Ocean
I’ve got insomnia
again. I lay awake
for hours, listening
to the fan whirl
as my thoughts swim
round and round to you.
You’re six hours
behind so when I can’t
sleep we text, the...
Complicity by Carol Poster
Caught in the gusting wind,
a swallowtail flutters ahead.
The lights are red
for eight lanes in each direction,
leaving a vast emptiness
at the heart of the intersection,
except for a few...
Shared Bed by Maryhelen Snyder
Grandgirl, you are in my bed now, and in all of it.
You are horizontal and your soccer feet are planted
like oaks on the far side. Your head...
Two Poems by Jacqueline Jules
Norman Rockwell Thanksgiving
My mother framed the Rockwell painting.
That image of matriarch in white apron
setting down white platter
with turkey large enough to feed
all the smiling faces at the...
Two Poems by William Tinto
Awakening in Poesy Town
This morning I rose from my bed,
as if from between the sheets of the New Yorker,
the world random as free verse.
Today the dog walkers...
