Leon Fedolfi
Leon Fedolfi is an aspiring poet. He has published in The Raw Art Review, High Shelf Press and others. He has a book of poetry, UnInvented Ear, publishing with UnCollected Press in January, 2022.
“Paladin,” “Zeus” and “Cartography of Accident”
In the woods behind her house,
in a season where the world tilts most
from its ball of light,
upon her small part of Earth’s
rounded back —
naked oak branches covered in white:
in a season where the world tilts most
from its ball of light,
upon her small part of Earth’s
rounded back —
naked oak branches covered in white:
Poetry
Issue 56, December 2021
Issues Archive
“Go Somewhere,” “Before I Leave My Body” and “Grave”
Martha would read the newspaper more than once;
box scores, her favorite, and cartoons that made her laugh.
Small stories with big fame: mothers lifting cars
and the obituaries of the not so named
box scores, her favorite, and cartoons that made her laugh.
Small stories with big fame: mothers lifting cars
and the obituaries of the not so named
Poetry
Issue 52, August 2021
Issues Archive
“Triptych of Things,” “In Space” and “Over by Night”
SHIRT
A favorite blue shirt wears my loyalty.
Beside –
hangs a pima cotton. Fine stitch
for my affection.
GLOVE
When young, I wore a glove of wonder
snug to my hand.
Held with fame of little round stars
falling in day.
A favorite blue shirt wears my loyalty.
Beside –
hangs a pima cotton. Fine stitch
for my affection.
GLOVE
When young, I wore a glove of wonder
snug to my hand.
Held with fame of little round stars
falling in day.
Poetry
Issue 38, June 2020
Issues Archive
“Cold Salad,” “At Shore” and “Sightless”
In a cold winter thought
I grabbed the earth by its head of trees
and ripped upward to free the firmament
beneath.
No earthworms or other secrets.
Human figures entwined
in angered roots.
I grabbed the earth by its head of trees
and ripped upward to free the firmament
beneath.
No earthworms or other secrets.
Human figures entwined
in angered roots.
Poetry
Issue 36, April 2020
Issues Archive
Leon Fedolfi
Leon Fedolfi is an aspiring poet. He has published in The Raw Art Review, High Shelf Press and others. He has a book of poetry, UnInvented Ear, publishing with UnCollected Press in January, 2022.
“Paladin,” “Zeus” and “Cartography of Accident”
In the woods behind her house,
in a season where the world tilts most
from its ball of light,
upon her small part of Earth’s
rounded back —
naked oak branches covered in white:
in a season where the world tilts most
from its ball of light,
upon her small part of Earth’s
rounded back —
naked oak branches covered in white:
Poetry
Issue 56, December 2021
Issues Archive
“Go Somewhere,” “Before I Leave My Body” and “Grave”
Martha would read the newspaper more than once;
box scores, her favorite, and cartoons that made her laugh.
Small stories with big fame: mothers lifting cars
and the obituaries of the not so named
box scores, her favorite, and cartoons that made her laugh.
Small stories with big fame: mothers lifting cars
and the obituaries of the not so named
Poetry
Issue 52, August 2021
Issues Archive
“Triptych of Things,” “In Space” and “Over by Night”
SHIRT
A favorite blue shirt wears my loyalty.
Beside –
hangs a pima cotton. Fine stitch
for my affection.
GLOVE
When young, I wore a glove of wonder
snug to my hand.
Held with fame of little round stars
falling in day.
A favorite blue shirt wears my loyalty.
Beside –
hangs a pima cotton. Fine stitch
for my affection.
GLOVE
When young, I wore a glove of wonder
snug to my hand.
Held with fame of little round stars
falling in day.
Poetry
Issue 38, June 2020
Issues Archive
“Cold Salad,” “At Shore” and “Sightless”
In a cold winter thought
I grabbed the earth by its head of trees
and ripped upward to free the firmament
beneath.
No earthworms or other secrets.
Human figures entwined
in angered roots.
I grabbed the earth by its head of trees
and ripped upward to free the firmament
beneath.
No earthworms or other secrets.
Human figures entwined
in angered roots.
Poetry
Issue 36, April 2020
Issues Archive