Poetry – Issue 31Anthropocene Lisa Williams We gave each thing its morning dew and went our little blade. / We put our feet on sand and glided ligaments and grains. . . .
Poetry – Issue 31•The Dream You Aren’t Having Katherine Indermaur Up over the foothills a wolverine / is giving away his hide to the highest / bidder. . . .
Poetry – Issue 31•Shadow and Light Diane Thiel I wish it were that simple, / watching for omens, seeking / guidance on the long road. / The shadow travels through / most days. . . .
Poetry – Issue 31Testimony Matt MacFarland In the Svalbard Seed Vault oleander / rests with rosemary, saffron, roses and / fescue and the five thousand blameless / orchids; across the hall, petrified wheat / adjoins a wealth of conifers.
Poetry – Issue 31Year Without a Summer Quinn Lewis No lilac, no thimbleberry, no blackcaps. / No hummingbirds. No autumn olive.
Poetry – Issue 31Of Truth and Other Fabrications Dan Albergotti Of all those old truths now no longer true, / the truth that the truth’s the truth is the one / I miss most.
Poetry – Issue 31When the storm passed Dennis James Sweeney the gulls ate bread from the hair of children / who built castles out of marine bone. . . .
Poetry – Issue 31•Lake Michigan Julie Funderburk Your cloud line merging into lake line / you change by increments // strata of silvers and blues. . . .