From ‘I CIVIL’
“When we lie in bed long enough,/ the boundaries of our bodies dissolve.” Weekend poem, by Amalie Smith. Translated from Danish by Paul Russell Garrett.
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Swiss Lace Blouse
“I will take a bath before noon./ The street will rapid blink/ at my doughy belly…” Poem of the Week (November 26), by Annie Zaidi.
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Nine and a half weeks
“He didn’t even get it; I was leaving him,/ and not just jumping on the tram…” Weekend poem, by Margarita Petkova. Translated from Bulgarian by Christopher Buxton.
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Gun Club
“…a pause,/ a holding of breath. And the trigger squeeze/ like coaxing a moth on a silk thread.” Poem of the Week (November 19), by Amy MacLennan.
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Admonished
“Those who wait for the messiah, or write/ about God as though he exists are cooked.” Weekend poem, by Thomas Piekarski.
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After Gary Butte
“…souls many, so many, Ramona/ lovers scarved with rainbows/ scattering galaxies out of sad earth.” Poem of the Week (November 12), by John Robert Lee.
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“No longer noon but a cramp/ for which there is no potion/ only her lips falling from the sky…” Weekend Poem, by Simon Perchik.
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The ventriloquist at a birthday party
“…no trace of anxiety on her face, though she/ must know the odds against him, the small chance/ of acceptance, the endless cost of otherness…” Poem of the Week (November 5), by Aseem Kaul.
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Snake Wine
“I know it’s a dream because the cobra is banded like/ a sea snake and the sea snake/ is preparing to spit.” Weekend poem, by Arjun Rajendran.
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Miss Carrie
“I hadn’t heard my full name for years,/ until Carrie started calling again.” Hallowe’en poetry contest winner, by Eva Hibbs.
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