Fall 2010 / Issues / Poetry 2010 / Volume 41

Honeysuckle — James Doyle

The lineage of honeysuckle scatters the lowlife weeds with their quick little bows, resonant brown leaves, into toadies, footmen for every turn of the wind. The porch leans over and through the honeysuckle for its few astringent breaths beyond the sweetness. I’d love a rocker of honeysuckles for my next birthday, my eightieth, settling in, … Continue reading

Fall 2010 / Issues / Poetry 2010 / Volume 41

Under the Surface — Janice D. Soderling

My grandmother is in the backyard feeding the deer that file like ghosts up from the stream, cold, cold, where Marybelle drowned herself in the spring of eighty-one, a little tetched, where sassafras leaves like mittened hands hold the thrashing air until it quiets down and slides under the surface, where carefree water striders float, … Continue reading

Fall 2010 / Issues / Poetry 2010 / Volume 41

Trouble Breathing — Jason Bradford

Like Beethoven’s motive in Moonlight Sonata, asphyxiation is a common theme in my life. I’ve suffered pneumonia twice, an ailment no one should know how to spell before 8th grade, hospitalized both cases. I’ve fought bronchitis numerous times after my scoliosis surgery to correct the 90 degree curvature of my spine. A concept no one … Continue reading

Fall 2010 / Issues / Poetry 2010 / Volume 41

She Holds Me In a Vial — Jason Bradford

I wanted to be a vet, said the phlebotomist when I asked if she always dreamed of drawing human blood: like a Pollock of phlebotomy existed. Animals make better patients, she continued, they don’t cry, while scratching around in a drawer for the butterfly needle needed to perform my venipuncture, since neuromuscular diseases cause muscles … Continue reading