We chose a day | Coffee Bruise Thursday | Paul Brookes
Four poems, comprising some family history narrative | Paul Brookes | Meta/Phor(e)/Play
we dream we are young | Sunday Brunch Tuesday | gary lundy
These 3 poems by gary lundy dance to music & drink coffee—reading your meaning, meaning your reading.
memories that no longer exist | Sunday Brunch Tuesday | Bill Yarrow
Yarrow’s poems—three pas de deux partnering memory & family in delicate ballet | Meta/ Phor(e) / Play
Modernism likes its own “post” | Coffee Bruise Thursday
Adeena Karasick takes us on a satiric tour through the shards and fragments of literary and post-consumerist culture.
An Idea for a Short Story | Sunday Brunch Tuesday
Stone’s An Idea for a Short Story shows poems’ & stories’ value to being human. | Sunday Brunch Tuesday | MPP
Coffee Bruise Thursday | The Rains of Babylon | Song
A song for the times—simple chords & words. The Rains of Babylon | Bruised Coffee Thursday | Meta/ Phor(e) /Play
Consumer demographic bands | 3 poems | Michael Dickel
Three poems from Michael Dickel, commentaries on himself and our times on Meta/ Phor(e) /Play. Now open for submissions.
unrepentant insolence | Hassan Melehy
Hassan Melehy’s poems, Recriminations & Doctrines of Honesty, provide “unrepentant insolence”—perhaps of the Beats, perhaps of our own.
imaginary maps | Poems | Reshmi Dutt-Ballerstadt
Evocative imagery woven into a sense of displacement, nostalgia, & longing | imaginary maps | Reshmi Dutt-Ballerstadt | Meta/Phor(e)/Play
Dust to Dust | Poem | Michael Dickel
Michael Dickel’s poem, Dust to Dust — the passing of time and the absurdity of meaning fill out the form of this poem on Meta / Phor(e) / Play.
that other night when
Surrealist dreamscape through a wormhole—a poem by Michael Dickel.
Wet Egret | Poem
Short poem and art—a cold and wet egret. I could say I have no egrets, but it wouldn’t be true.
I Dove In | Hybrid Flash
Want to dive into monstrous conversations firing missiles across continental divides? Write your opinion! Hybrid flash by Michael Dickel
Jerusalem’s Garden — Hybrid
A hybrid essay-fiction flash set in a mystical garden that doesn’t exist in Jerusalem Recalled but possibly in Jerusalem Imagined.
coffee brews Wednesday
As he wrote Musée des Beaux Arts
Auden danced with Isherwood. He asked about a young man
who had caught their attention long ago in Berlin.
Sunday brunch Tuesday
Deconstruction
I’ll take your hyper-inflated
phallus, ego-distended balloon,
id-fueled hot-air engine…
Three poems | memory | gary lundy
Three poems | memory | gary lundy
These three poems play on memory, nostalgia, loss, and longing.
Fog Poems
Three Fog Poems by Michael Dickel, David H. Rathbun, & Mike Stone. Enjoy the different views.
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