Poetry 2014 / Volume 45

Last Doctors in Aleppo, June 2014 — Ann Struthers

-for Angelique and V. Before coral, pearl, mother of pearl, before the chambers of the nautilus, millions of ancient trilobites crinoids, all the little limestone shells compressed for centuries by the weight of water. Then lifted up, cut, carved into the city of Aleppo, Halep, milk of Abraham’s cow, now blasted into flight by mortars, … Continue reading

Poetry 2014 / Volume 45

Riverstones — Allison Grayhurst

Announcing flesh in the sleepy-loosened day. A childhood of bridges, masterpiece aromas that overlook the playing fields– one year, two grades and people once beautiful, now ordinary, bike turns, riverstones, skipping on driveways, melting ice over grates long pleated hair, dark, looking into competitive eyes. It was the last year I was there, spending evenings … Continue reading

Poetry 2014 / Volume 45

Subway Gospel — Matthew Ulland

Traveling under ground, always one woman reads Good News, crinkling words— onion-skinned verses; where her Savior speaks, little bloody marks. Man in wool and beard deciphers minuscule squares— scripture buttressed in thick walls of comment. Hard-luck men croon, “Little light of mine, gonna let it…” Three-part harmony. Smirk for a dollar. Once, a monk— burgundy … Continue reading