the selkie waits another night
“down at the shore the waves / are begging to freeze, are locking into each other / and breaking away again, are holding, holding, / and then letting go. i put my fingers in your mouth.”
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“down at the shore the waves / are begging to freeze, are locking into each other / and breaking away again, are holding, holding, / and then letting go. i put my fingers in your mouth.”
“Perhaps, we live just in these / Boundless resources hedging / Us to an end no matter where / We’re standing,”
“Perhaps he ached to refresh / his smart phone screen to see numbers creep, / a few hundred at a time, as much care as a single vote / could ever endure, in this country counted by counties.”
By Satya Dash
“My mother believes / in the holiness of tides. Till today, she reminds me to have my food / well before an eclipse begins. She knows, the sun doesn’t care and the moon / pretends to.”
“This week your throat has refused to swallow / any of your favorites we tempt it with – / Black Bing cherries, Pemaquid oysters, minced papaya.”
By Lauren Green
“I palm each of my mother’s reprimands, plant them in the lily garden / for when she is gone”
“Have you hear a person bloom? / In that garden, Edith’s lips hymn. Skyline maintains its mar. / The poem required sound from a body.”
By Kim Harvey
NEW Poetry We Admire for March!!! Our editor Kim Harvey has curated poems around the theme of “Change” with a nod to Women’s History Month. These dynamic poems scream into the middle of the spiral staircase of the past, then stare directly into the face of the future. And the future is female.
“I was a girl and palmed the stovetop. It would be so easy, to point to the moment of / the burn and say, yes, it was then that I lost my innocence. Not my limbs brittle on his bed.”