Fall 2017 / Featured / Poetry 2017 / Uncategorized / Volume 48

Capping My Brilliant Career–William Doreski

When I reinvented cryptography you scorned my mastery of acute and oblique symbols. When I discovered that supposedly inert gases panted like dogs you disdained my litter of lab reports. When I chaired the Bank of America you closed your account. When I posed for a statue of Richard Nixon you laughed so loudly the … Continue reading

Fall 2017 / Featured / Poetry 2017 / Uncategorized / Volume 48

Goodnight, Irene–Joyce Janca-Aji

We hear ourselves speak as though it is we who are driving this mad bus pell-mell down the mountain.   Outside, under the juniper tree, the wasps are swarming, the bullfrogs relentless and brackish in their chant.   Pain or pleasure, medicine or poison, each blade of grass can be a gate, each footfall a moment of wakefulness. … Continue reading