An antler taps the glass before the sun comes on
this is how I’ll know it’s November
the deer fog-browsing for something more
a window’s drip a ditch pursing water
I carry myself ungently
from place to place I ...
The Deer House by Sara Michas-Martin
LAR Online, Poetry
Sing in me a dithyramb to salt,
epics of cardamom and sage.
Cypress trees, grow taller please.
Snails, commence your racing.
Let us stoke delicious bonfires
and jig unbridled every night
on the opium sands of ...
Invocation by Christopher Bakken
LAR Online, Poetry
Modesty not when the mood strikes,
.................................................when the mood is struck.
I change on a cellular basis in ignorant repetition—the infinite
scroll of a body switched on— ...
Palinody by Caroline Crew
LAR Online, Poetry
—For Feiga Maler, 1919-1942, who died in the Kraków Ghetto
When she was fenced off even from herself, she had that strangled feeling
as if the alphabet forgot her lips.
How did she mend thoughts that snapped like ...
[When she was fenced off even from herself] by Yerra Sugarman
LAR Online, Poetry
The four walls of the Setco Plastics Factory
were built around my sister’s name—its red
lip, its pride, its dark hair pulled up to where
she couldn’t see it. Her words were sifted
through a wall of exhaust ...
Carmen by Gustavo Hernandez
LAR Online, Poetry
before you i lived in a world of birds.
i cannot say that i was lonely, but i was
alone, bearing witness to their color
and sound. i drew their shapes, listened in,
couldn’t care about faces or words.
before ...
for my brother by Ana Pugatch
LAR Online, Poetry
In my hometown it will cost you
7.98 at Walmart if you want it
in blue with a rifle in the talons
of an eagle, or bannered across
a motorcycle that was Born to Ride.
You can drink freedom for 9.99
in Pigeon ...
Freedom Isn’t Free by Aaron Smith
LAR Online, Poetry
Does anyone alive remember them, I wonder,
though as soon as I put it this way, I know
I’m overdramatizing, not unlike the fat,
forever-raging, satin-suited clown called Canio
in i Pagliacci we’d seen on PBS that ...
Summer Evenings of 1974 by Malcolm Farley
LAR Online, Poetry
State tests found more than 65,000 children in the city
with dangerously high blood-lead levels from 1993 to 2013.
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Even Ovid knew it was love’s antidote—
the arrow meant for ...
Half-Lives by Carol Quinn
LAR Online, Poetry, Uncategorized
