Posts Tagged ‘ Poetry XVIII.II ’

“Why I Am Not a Poet,” by Chris Bullard

Aug 20th, 2021 | By

I am not a poet. I am a lawyer.
Why? Because I’d rather
make money, which I do. Well,

“Ode to A Magpie,” by Aubrey Steptoe

Aug 20th, 2021 | By

A magpie on a slippery branch
In the cloying wind!
A gloomy October day…

And yellow leaves
Pale and wet against
Somewhat plagiarized black boughs

“Mermaid,” by Neil Fulwood

Aug 20th, 2021 | By

First time I saw you, I was at the wheel
of a powerboat, bone-rattle slamming
over the roiling waves. I was decked out
in rubber suit, goggles, breathing
apparatus. The full man-of-action kit.
I was pumped up, ready to dive, emerge,
scramble over rocks, haul myself
through crevices and up gradients,
basically the whole Milk Tray scenario.

Two Poems by Kara Richter

Aug 20th, 2021 | By

Let my grants be bountiful,
And my meal plan be plenty.
Let my boxed wine runneth over.