Night by Yuu Ikeda

Night leaves tearson my notebookevery time dawn comes back The ink emits a light like a firefly,and sinks to the seamless horizon Even if you vanishfrom my view,my notebook reminds meof your sorrow Even if I’m swallowedby cruel sunrise,my notebook makes me feelyour warmth Yuu Ikeda is a Japan based poet. She writes poetry on…

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Winter Tracking by Renée Francoeur

When my father saw his tundra wolfIn the winter of 1985He didn’t know it was meMuskoxenRotting purple in my bellyKrummholz treesReflecting in my pupilsWreathed in mustardFur the colour his beard would turnPlastered to the ice roadTongue turned whiteHe stopped his truck And held my headIn the middle of nothingnessNahanni’s black sprucesReaching from the shadowsThe ashen snow…

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Transfiguration by Missy Grieco

I found a notebook filled with fragments.fleshless bones,skeleton poems,stillborn fiction.I reread them,bleedings from a badly sutured year,throatless memoirmy own ragechoked by my own pen.my own thoughts shrouded, unallowed.no more.I tore each page from the spine and burned my words alive. Missy is a Cleveland poet, madly in love with words.

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The Open Field by Robert Allen

My eyes are lilies.My skin turned toflower flesh forcingsecrets straightto my bright heart.So I become a rose,flower head with no potbut field fresh and readyfor my growth. Robert Allen lives and loves with his family in northern California. In his spare time he writes poems, takes long walks, and looks at birds.

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