Blog Post / Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47

Rush of Water, Pull of Time–William Snyder

Fishing in Spring, the Pont De Clichy (Asnières) Vincent Van Gogh Spring, 1887 We’ve not come to fish, though we may buy some—perch, bullhead—caught among the reeds and lilies where the water is still, the grasses near the bank. Fishermen here fish for themselves, but most would be glad to sell. From their wide, green … Continue reading

Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47

He was everything to me, for a brief, blazing time in my life–Nicholas Twemlow

in memory of my cousin, Finn O’Neill We can begin the process of brushing Hong Kong from our shirt folds As it flakes into our wonderful Futureless past. Some kind Remark you made on my elegance Really stuck with me & I’d like to think Everything changed, but nothing Ever really does. That’s so tired … Continue reading

Blog Post / Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47

Our Dog Turns Thirteen–Jacob M. Appel

Should we cater a bar mitzvah? We settle for peanut butter pupcakes, pumpkin-bacon crisps. Little need for a fog machine. It’s no birthdate, after all, no anniversary of arrival— just an arbitrary day on the calendar, chosen to assuage our ten-year-old, now eighteen and away at school. Eighteen! That’s forty-six thousand dog days, nested inside … Continue reading

Blog Post / Fall 2016 / Issues / Poetry / Poetry 2016 / Volume 47

Summer’s End–Cindy King

Night walks on its hands, comes juggling bowling balls and chainsaws. Night arrives hissing in a skillet, smelling of beer and catfish, has yet to meet the box fan since its argument with wind. Night comes when we least expect it, before crickets and sunsets, before clean plates, before wine. The lonely dining room table, … Continue reading