this ceaseless going you
follow when you
follow a stream
back into the hills
purls and moils
wrinkles into flats its
glassy aim
breaking to re-
shape every slope it is
bound to flow
and crumple each
try to make ...
Hitch by Derek Sheffield
LAR Online, Poetry
Family Music
In the dream I have of my mother,
I take her hand in both of mine,
but hers isn’t actually a hand.
We’re long-lost chums in a recording studio
where the drum kit’s ruined,
the snares ...
Two Poems by Alan Michael Parker
LAR Online, Poetry
I.
But it’s January, and I think it’s a bee. No matter—
your prized thought is a star hung strangely in the sky,
a saucer of light reflecting mistakes
retold, maybe even a dinner party of families, ...
Uncovered at the Falls by Adam Clay
LAR Online, Poetry
Child Sleeping with a Hand on Her Heart
I pledge allegiance
...........to the sun and snow,
the grass and wind
...........and rain, the trees,
my pink rose dress,
...........and everyone I know.
I pledge ...
Two Poems by George David Clark
LAR Online, Poetry
i.
I came to the wheat field
to look for my sister
but my sister was not there
there was only sunlight
fanning the silence
and getting all over
the things that it owned
and the taste of the ...
The Wheat Field by Matthew Gellman
LAR Online, Poetry
When the witch pulled us from the oven, we were beautiful, Hansel. Our hair turned from cinders to flaxen strands, our skin thickened, sweaters knitted themselves across our chests, wooden shoes cooled and hardened on ...
Hansel and Gretel in Reverse by Dara Elerath
LAR Online, Poetry
In my American dream, I kept dreaming
of the garden of eternal spring.
I want to be a sonnet, a tuning fork, a light country rain
and make all the world inside me a dumb kind of beautiful.
The willow ...
An Order for Dreams by Cynthia X. Hua
LAR Online, Poetry
It took four decades and a spring of extravagant dithering to produce thistle blooms that shine
white as fresh bedsheets when the moonlight is thick enough to grace them, when the clouds
in their string timidity ...
Devil Looks at a Thistle by Charlie Clark
LAR Online, Poetry
XI
an unnamable glut twirls
through my blood
I watch fingertips of light
shear the murk toward noon
the rain turning velvet soft
the day ungloving suddenly
inside out with sunshine
that tangerines the ...
Excerpt of From Another Day by Alex Lemon
LAR Online, Poetry
