Bluestocking at twilight
“She’d watch her victims—only in a mirror—/ Their eyes held loose verbs from books she’d once read/ and read just once.” Weekend poem, by Mark J. Mitchell.
Read MoreMark J. Mitchell studied writing at UC Santa Cruz under Raymond Carver, George Hitchcock and Barbara Hull. His work has appeared in various periodicals over the last thirty five years, and has been nominated for both Pushcart Prizes and The Best of the Net. A full length collection, ‘Lent 1999’, is coming soon from Leaf Garden Press. He lives in San Francisco with his wife, the documentarian and filmmaker Joan Juster.
Night Life
“Each day is not like this: Her edges showed sharp/ as diamonds one Tuesday before Wednesday dark/ pulled her from rain and dropped her in a car.” Poem of the Week (April 15), by Mark J. Mitchell.
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Inquisition
“And these are the verbs, neatly/ stacked. You think they bite. They/ don’t, but they sting a bit.” Weekend poem, by Mark J. Mitchell.
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A Dreamed Seascape
“The sea/ is slate, still. What passes for light/ weighs heavy on you.” Poem of the Week (September 17), by Mark J. Mitchell
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