Author Archives: lezliemayers

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: ANDREW WESSELS

WHAT IS IN FRONT OF US by ANDREW WESSELS i moved::the road is dry and crusty the rains come in the spring and the birds the leaves let go this hand the burning::a seat five feet from your right next … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 6 Comments

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: W.I. STONEBERGER

DREAM by W.I. STONEBERGER Dogs and horses were roaming free along the perimeters of sleep. Children took the bodies of the babies into their hands – caressing them, calling them their own. The one with the pop eyes of a … Continue reading

Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: RACHEL ZUCKER

LETTER (PERSEPHONE TO DEMETER) by Rachel Zucker At home, the bells were a high light-yellow with no silver or gray just buttercup or sugar-and-lemon. Here bodies are lined in blue against the sea. And where red is red there is … Continue reading

Posted in Rachel Zucker | Tagged , , | 4 Comments

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: HANNAH GAMBLE

YOUR INVITATION TO A MODEST BREAKFAST by HANNAH GAMBLE It’s too cold to smoke outside, but if you come over, I’ll keep my hands to myself, or won’t I. I would like to tell you about the wall eaten up … Continue reading

Posted in Hannah Gamble | Tagged , , | 1 Comment

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: KEETJE KUIPERS

4TH OF JULY by KEETJE KUIPERS If I have any romantic notions left, please let me abandon them here on the dashboard of your Subaru beside this container of gas station potato salad and bottle of sunscreen. Otherwise, my heart … Continue reading

Posted in Keetje Kuipers | Tagged , | 2 Comments

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: PAUL CELAN

SPEECH-GRILLE by PAUL CELAN Eye-orb between the bars. Ciliary lid rows upwards, releases a gaze. Iris, swimmer, dreamless and dim: the sky, heart-gray, must be near. Skew, in the iron socket, the smoldering splinter. By the sense of light you … Continue reading

Posted in Paul Celan | Tagged , , , | 4 Comments

FRIDAY POETRY SERIES PRESENTS: JUSTIN RUNGE

GHOST TOWN TOURISM BUREAU by JUSTIN RUNGE As one of America’s most haunted cities, we are known for feng shui. Neck kisses. Strings instead of switches. Basements here are spacious, unfinished, and full of grave flowers. Choral chambers. Nails may … Continue reading

Posted in Justin Runge | Tagged , , | 1 Comment