Issue 10 / February 2018


Poetry Issue 10

“Moths”, “Meet Me At the Stairs” and “Change Will Come?”

Emily Wong

Emily Wong draws poetic sustenance from nature’s presence. Whether in “Moths,” “Meet Me At the Stairs,” or “Change Will Come?,” natural metaphors ground the poems: moon becomes an “empress,”; dawn “the birth of light/after a long misty night,”; and day when “the light is bland,/and the colours don't dance.”

Poetry Issue 10

“Caracas”, “The Milky Way as Path to the Otherworld” and “Mirrorland”

Mari Pack

Figurative language is the essence of poetry, but its timbre is varied from poem to poem—“energetic,” “vital,” “arousing” are descriptors in Mari Pack’s poetry. See “The Milky Way As Path to the Other World”: “a life of too many sugar syrups/meat caught in a blender, coughing up/nothing but dust --/high pitched notes/ shattering in round, operatic soprano holes.”

Poetry Issue 10

“Portrait: Woodbury, Indiana”, “What Happens to Dealership Cars During a Hurricane” and “Aubade with the Red Door”

Paige Leland

Page Leland’s prose poem “Portrait: Woodbury, Indiana” is a poetic journey of narration, rhythm, and metaphor in three stanzas with lines such as these: “When we close our eyes, the sky rips open, sounds like bones breaking”; “Pass the time by searching white clouds for a sign of something divine—“; “9 pm, when the sky is dead and black and the moon is only an outstretched hand away.”

Poetry Issue 10

“Some Privileges”, “Burial Feathers” and “Slovak Smelling Salts”

Sara Marron

Conjoining the language of music and the agency of poetry, Sara Marron ponders the depth of humanity’s touch. It reverberates in “Some Privileges”: “Putting my arm around your waist, taking your backpack from you to descend the subway/ platform, walking:/In relievo, sotto voce; subito triofale/A direction to make the melody stand out, voices in undertone; suddenly/triumphant.”

Poetry Issue 10

“My Birthday is Around the Corner”, “New Words for Poems” and “Gift of Love”

Jerrice J. Baptiste

There is no escaping the gentle, fully in control poetic voice of Jerrice J. Bapiste. No matter the theme, her poetry blesses with meditative meaning: “My heart knows a deeper/truth. I open/the bag let some air in,/place the stone on my/wooden desk, remember/my mother loves me when/eyes tear up at sunrise/ at the old monastery.”

Poetry Issue 10

“I have tenuous connections to famous literary men and they haven’t helped me to become a famous poet” and “Get It Together”

Rebecca Larkin

Rebecca Larkin knows the powerful play of irony, nowhere more so than in her poem “Get It Together”—personification and metaphor as vehicles: “We're all rooting for him/ TO GET IT TOGETHER,/He's basically a tree that had its feet cut off/And its nose washed out by acid rain/and its leaves of personality waxed up so hard/they can't photo-synthesize.”