spring 2020
Table of Contents
Return to Home PageStem of Old French Creistre, To Grow Of Stinging Nettle Page Hill Starzinger
Humid Weather Me of Me Catherine Strisik
Family Dinner In Which I Re-name My Father Poem Containing Only Words I Hate griffin epstein
Six Gray Moons on a Screen Eleanor Kedney
There Is No Substitute for Good Planning Erin Kirsh
A Symptom of Resignation The Gee Whiz Element of Tropical Storms and Symphonies Jen Karetnick
Tchaikovsky, Age 52, Finds His Inspiration John Barton
Moon Turned Her Half Face From Me Lawrence Feuchtwanger
How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Nachos Jessica Covil
she is in the kitchen now Nora Pace
Supermarket Lobsters Robbie Gamble
Monologue of a Fly's Shadow Monologue of a Cow's Shadow Danielle Hanson
Like the best myths Medusozoa Sarah Lyons-Lin
Breathturning Chris Checkwitch
A Twohanded Cut The Tornado Cut The Pandora Cut Torben Robertson
sold separately Lesley Battler
blue light Stephanie Yue Duhem
Communion of Tongues Hege A. Jakobsen Lepri
Another Vision Patricia Nelson
Breathturning
and of your fire and breath,
melt down and integrate
—“Tribute to the Angels” by H.D.
Bronchioles,
fractal, diminish in
diameter while on they
lead air thereto open
into waiting
alveoli.
The diaphragm-drawn swell
of an inhale:
to tissue, given
as enjoyment.
Wider open, sampled,
altered in the cycle’s
half-point lull. Exhale
could not precede
osmotic stride to equilibrium.
Gaseous vegetal by-product
nourishes blood
which offers ash in turn
that it may float its way
once more to patient leaves.
Liturgical, this dance
maintains the wheel
that swings the scythe of harvest.
Separate, interior system:
you melt into the world.
Self, other-leavened: cells
swallow the warmth of an intimacy.
Respiration fuels a heartbeat
midst its gas economy:
this instant-red
blood cells swim counter to
those blue with carbon waste.
Dance of living anchored in the element.
Rhythm interlinking
every life, the latter
yet remaining free.
Through lipid temples,
sunk in living
water, fire
breathes in
me.