Poetry

Marilyn Robertson 1-01-2004
Rain tick tocks in the downspouts.
Andrea Ayvazian 11-01-2003

If we dug a huge grave miles wide, miles deep

Cynthia Gustavson 9-01-2003

Hundreds of years growing on a steep hill, desolate, aging / despite scarce nourishment, they wait for history to recognize them.

Matt Humm 3-01-2003
for Ash Wednesday
Marilyn Robertson 1-01-2003

Possibilities.

Kevin Stuart Brodie 11-01-2002
For Chiune and Yukiko Sugihara
Craig McDonald 9-01-2002
(Based on Mark 7:24-30)
Kelly Sterns 7-01-2002

The summer God was nine years old
Heaven's swamp cooler broke for good.

Rose Marie Berger 5-01-2002

I once met a woman who—
in a frenzy of wild praise
and to fight the devil—ate glass.

Todd Davis 3-01-2002

Of course it's not what I expected.

Therese Halscheid 1-01-2002

Along the Volga River, Russia 1993

Louise Murphy 11-01-2001

The sky is gorged with snow. 

I keep track of the comings and goings of people.

Scott Cairns 5-01-2001

Your petitions—though they continue to bear

just the one signature—have been duly recorded.

St. Teresa Puts in a Skylight

Linda McCarriston 1-01-2001

Street Person, Portland, Maine: circa 1965

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