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Sculpture
without hands or face it says Soft it says Woman reclining nude smooth surfaces inviting touch curve on curve in -turning suggesting secret crevices of pearl and yet surprising your caress with an adamantine refusal to be anything but stone Mary C. McCarthy Mary McCarthy has always been a writer, but spent most of her working life as a Registered Nurse. She has had many publications in journals, including Earth's Daughters, Caketrain, and The Evening Street Review, among others. She has only recently discovered the vibrant poetry communities on the internet, where there is so much to explore and enjoy. This poem was written as part of the ekphrastic 20 Poem Challenge. The Miss Havisham Effect
It was years ago that I took this photograph of her. She had found out the wedding was off — on the very day! He wasn’t coming, didn’t want to marry her after all. The doctor gave her a sedative. See how languid her hand looks, almost as if she was sleeping but she wasn’t, just staring straight ahead. I had to clean the cigarette ash from the oriental carpet; she could have burned the house down! See how lovely her dress was, all the little flowers. She wore that dress for months (well, years) afterwards; she never left the house. I know, I was with her. We were so close, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. She never did get over him leaving her at the altar. She pined and pined for him. Such sadness. I never left her after he jilted her. Not that she ever thanked me. Or really ever noticed me. How much I cared. Still, there was no one else. Her ashes are there, on my mantel. Oh, I have lots more photographs of her through the years — would you like to see? Tricia Marcella Cimera This poem was written as part of the 20 Poem Challenge. Tricia Marcella Cimera will forever be an obsessed reader and lover of words. Look for her work in these diverse places: Buddhist Poetry Review, The Ekphrastic Review, Foliate Oak, Fox Adoption, Hedgerow, I Am Not A Silent Poet, Mad Swirl, Silver Birch Press, Stepping Stones, Yellow Chair Review, and elsewhere. She has a micro collection of water-themed poems called THE SEA AND A RIVER on the Origami Poems Project website. Tricia believes there’s no place like her own backyard and has traveled the world (including Graceland). She lives with her husband and family of animals in Illinois / in a town called St. Charles / by a river named Fox. Shooting Blanks This poem was written as part of the 20 Poem Challenge.
Deborah Guzzi is a healing facilitator specializing in Shiatsu and Reiki. She writes for Massage and Aromatherapy publications. She travels the world seeking writing inspiration. She has walked the Great Wall of China and visited Nepal (during the civil war), Japan, Egypt (two weeks before “The Arab Spring”), Peru, and France (during December’s terrorist attacks). Her poetry appears in Magazines: here/there: poetry in the UK, Existere - Journal of Arts and Literature in Canada, Tincture in Australia, Cha: Asian Literary Review, Hong Kong, China, Eunoia in Singapore, Latchkey Tales in New Zealand, Vine Leaves Literary Journal in Greece, mgv2>publishing in France, RedLeaf Poetry, India and Travel by the Book, Ribbons: Tanka Society of America Journal, Sounding Review, Kyso Flash, The Aurorean, Crack the Spine Literary Magazine, Liquid Imagination, Poetry Quarterly, Page & Spine and others in the USA. Her new book The Hurricane is available now through Prolific Press. Posture
I knew a man with posture just like this-- loafers spread wide apart, hands casually shoved in pants pockets, leaning at his ease against a door. As if he owned the place. He was a med school student. Unafraid of sickness, death, his patients, or his bosses, he’d stand with this relaxed and cocky posture amid the I.C.U.’s tube-tangled beds and rattle off the latest blood-test findings in a loud, bored voice. One irked attending commented, “A guy who stands like that is bound to be a surgeon.” Maybe not bad, but careless. When a patient’s health got worse from a mistake he made, he blamed a nurse. Jenna Le Jenna Le is the author of Six Rivers (NYQ Books, 2011) and A History of the Cetacean American Diaspora (Anchor & Plume Press, 2016). Her poetry, fiction, nonfiction, and translations appear or are forthcoming in AGNI Online, Bellevue Literary Review, The Best of the Raintown Review, Denver Quarterly, The Los Angeles Review, Massachusetts Review, The Village Voice, and elsewhere. Her website is http://jennalewriting.com/ |
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