Saturday, August 20, 2011

poems || John M. Bennett


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poems || Felino A. Soriano




Verified Renditions 16



Blend of broken silence. Whom acknowledges? Rhythm of all, incomplete
thus
rabid thirst requires intellectual halt toward emotional conniptions, ceased.

Vagrant
delinquents
vocalize
spicy hate of non-home existential banter with
posited momentum excusing such excavated content.


Whom among the broken noon expands required diligence against focal
diagrams, paradigm-rust expands into glazed palm of human intuition—


Verified Renditions 17



Quiet in urn’s
ash rewaking surrogate emotion. To the
death of arid cheek, mimic of silent
syllables you become the them
unmoving.


Verified Renditions 18



He awaits rise of realized physicality. Body
substantiates eld and ambulates
within cultural spectrum of generational
admonishers. Hat as halo becomes leaning
consolation, lending while holding
prior fluctuation of guile within
related premiere delegating process.


Verified Renditions 19



You remember grief resembled a stranded
silver strand

hair of a Thursday’s horizontal brush
dying
among its second decision brunette/gray

attached/separated inhabiting time
with
spatial sameness as
hands intertwining against a walk’s beach-long distance and
moon’s strongest palm opening atop waves’ elongated entrance.


Verified Renditions 20



Clear this clarity of opened
window allowing frequent voice of vibrating fibrils
cursive flow into
room of my shelved existential prose and analytical posture
delineated poetry from advantageous jazz. Curtain
unused, thus wrinkled in an age of improper
engagement; the worn of attenuate orange
bends at lowest joint
collecting ants and perhaps the antiquity of
long-ago steps I relayed to walk the parallel
alley to ignite 10:00 a.m.’s light
creating
multilayered language of octagonal angles
drawing vernacular across carpet of previous
luster.

Friday, August 19, 2011

pome || Billy Bob Beamer


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Thursday, August 18, 2011

2 poems || Raymond Farr



Drama Is the Jeopardy Tank, the Moon Leaning

The zoo, & who’re the links
If quasi-banal, the concept is door

The drama is the jeopardy tank, the moon leaning
Sputtering goulash & sap

All over the SPAM-mice, the double X equals
Non events, the tour is a miser

Ancients asking modem, opinion of
Modernity-shoes, a lacquer

De-iced by the flow, apposite is day
Seems apparent over sight, crayon de la Louvre

Particular window, Cajun Quonset hut
Escapee, the real marauding computer screen

Fix, that eternal sky light, bozo
Better off, delta

I believe I have honey to discern, a hive of I did
Coaster, roller, uphill, in vent with Abbott

Inside the abattoir, the priest is internal
A menace, a calling all cars, the cell phone a U-verse

Simple cross genre, tutu the ice
But a canticle, of reddened soul patches

Eyes on the wood work, gloomy as
Fedora, the real contempt of, not phooey as policy

Full screen, file type, art-in-a-box
The Playboy overlay, that harmony demands

Come in & kibbutz
Or trace my ubiquity


Not Variable Speed, They Were Edges

Cut glass, Dominique is the salty
Craving Cream Soda Ricky, the purple of PDFs

The once purple neck of
Conniving, a battle tool,

The moment I dose I PDF
Banter with kiwi, the storm is the calculus

In cross hairs, the heir
Wobbles in hindsight, a tuba

Is a parent, some shining
Some soma coaxial, as tinny

Before they were bridges, they were edges
Something like bread, not variable speed

We savor the distance between docents
The samovar keys, an ache in the ifs

A fish hag of heaping, atoms askew
& a look, as we swim

We hop a long Firth St.
Many happy, Mars just tense, but there

poem || John M. Bennett


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Wednesday, August 17, 2011

poem || David Jalajel




negotiating

prepaid celebrity recessions augment
leveraging bleak table settings stealing
enmingled through associates defreeze
moneys unshelving wines break sure and pour
for anyone in beveled cold this urgent
not only fakes it sellable but craves
indeed disparages restraining fervent
mobile communications stir up cautious
unmoving sessions for dispassionate
drying spirits drivel senescent
wickedness distraught inducements splash
into calling times and ring tones haggle
slowly dining posing in their seats
polite for one dear secondary trump

haibun || Sheila E. Murphy

I never knew the history of my teacher. I saw only the part I heard, his muscular hands
for which the instrument remained a small and simple thing. My thinness, partial
intellect, my formulating psyche. Felt my sight-reading lift away, note by note. No tones
sprung from my soul. The more code I lost, the more angry he became. For him,
performance was a tiny shred of evidence, compared to his creation of the instruments.
When asked about mechanics of rote cleaning, he responded, "Wear it out playing it."
Too much thought blunted the symbolic gestures meant to turn into relaxed inflection.
To be safe, I started to hear nothing, feel nothing, resist the next thing scheduled to occur.
I held the keys, my breath, I looked into the inner case where silver lived.
I had boots for outside slush. I felt my talent fall away. People heard my flute replace
a self, perhaps suspected that I loved identity that they could know and feel
from windows that I wored like Kevlar clothing in broad daylight.

Vibration shapes, the shapeless afternoon, warm snow gone gray beneath half light


Sheila E. Murphy

pome || Billy Bob Beamer


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