Author Archives: mhbrownstein

THIS WINTER WE STAY HERE

A Poem by Andrea Wyatt This winter we stay here, packed in crates of smashed bone that cover the hills of Cambodia and Viet Nam, the boulevards of Prague, the Chilean mines and vineyards— fruit plantations of Guatemala where men … Continue reading

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The Eternal Wars

A Poem by Chris Butler Blood and oil have never mixed, as all the grains of sand, are outnumbered by the stars in the bosom of the earth that are never rinsed clean with biblical floods, showing the indifference of … Continue reading

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Independence Day

A Poem by Violet Mitchell All the ammo is gone in the sky. I stocked everyone’s back pocket with a stub of aloe vera, just in case the war can’t wait. We celebrate, and sometimes forget what day it is. … Continue reading

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The Kübler-Ross Model

A Poem by Violet Mitchell You hold me closer to the light of the wick, the flickering the wicked sell numbers at the bottom of pages pagan sage pay a gun’s corsage I haven’t been to a wedding in sixteen … Continue reading

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IRIS ORACLE [from Diary Of A Tear-cutter]

A Poem by Stefanie Bennett The dirty linen’s tumbled after That last cursed war: My crest fallen uncle can’t come back. I’ve trekked from the shores of San Remo, past cathedrals That reek of Christian pitying… To Valenza – where … Continue reading

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Arms Dislocated

A Poem by Tim Staley I’ve read enough women poets to know they bleed for life and men bleed against it. I buried the soldier in me like a placenta that still pulses underground. Lynn Strongin says, tough-minded poetry will … Continue reading

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The Dead

A Poem by Robert Brooke Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold These laid the world away; poured out the … Continue reading

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