Poems of Thanks and Praise
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkWe all kept grinding our respective pestles into the assigned mortars, despite the lack of intrinsic beauty.continue reading this poem
Thank-you for sending me back to the page, the open notebook, Sarajevo’s unfurled tail along the table’s edge.
Sherry O’Keefe
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkThe road unwraps like scissors slicing down a strip of ribbon to make it curl.continue reading this poem
She guesses a bee can fly five thousand miles in one day and even though everyone playing trivia at the family table says she can change her answer, Mom sticks to it.
Poems That Scare You
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkMy mouth is empty for you. You are the aspirin I am to take to possess the morning, to make the earth rotate left.continue reading this poem
You marvel at mosslight & owl-screech, question if keening is important—the dirge of bees swarming at the windowsills, the roosters that only crow at night.
Susan Slaviero
Tags/ Posted by Kathleen KirkLike an old shoe molded to only one foot, I do have a thick hide that’s held up through years of nettling by tongues of other poets.continue reading this poem
See me reflected in the fairy tale mirror: the snarls of hair, the graying teeth, the skin smeared with mud and rain. I might have crawled out of the brush to hamstring you with a sharpened rock.
