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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 3 months ago
Jack Gilbert Keeps Lilacs Alive in his Head by Deborah Doolittle
The lilacs hid the remains of a porch it used to screen. The hints of joints and steps leading up and between. Stone remnants of a […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 4 months ago
When the Spring Winds are Strong, Wolf Spiders Balloon by Gary D. Grossman
They’re up on the branch tips, all eight legs en pointe— one hundred and four chitinous arachnids, their tutus matching leafless twigs. Thes […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 4 months ago
Maxed Out by Jason Montgomery
This year my credit card company sent me a birthday card. In simple red, white and blue it wished me a happy birthday from Credit One. It is nice […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 4 months ago
Water, Water, Everywhere: Lessons of Water by Fred Wilbur
“If the misery of our poor be caused not by the laws of nature, but by our institutions, great is our sin.” —Charles Darwin, Voyage of the Beagle […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 5 months ago
The red onion by Deborrah Corr
Deborrah Corr has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2024 Poetry Contest The red onion is a purple globe. I hold it, let my skin adore […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 5 months ago
Plop by Mary Walsh
Plop A Rorschach inkblot appears on the cement before me. I veer to avoid the disgusting mess. Weirdly white for a germ filled poop, I fail to […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 5 months ago
Mentor by Jeanne Julian
for Alfred Kern,1924-2009 Search Amazon for his novel, The Width of Waters, and you get No Image […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 6 months ago
Little Napalm Girl by Jean Mikhail
On the black and white TV, we watched silently, as an American soldier fell into a field of static like he was falling fast asleep, tumbling down […] -
Fred Wilbur commented on the post, Writing For A Generation by Joel F. Johnson 1 year, 6 months ago
Provocative blog and a book sure to be read. Thanks, Joel.
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 6 months ago
What Horses Say and Stains, 2 poems by Rita Quillen
What Horses Say What’s to be made of the field of buttercups, a saffron sea at the bend of the road, with the three h […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
The Dying Art of Silence? by Fred Wilbur
If ‘silence is golden,’ why do we squander it so foolishly? If you try finding ‘peace and quiet’ in contemporary life, you will be gob-smac […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
Trails by Will Hemmer
We walked down this dusty canyon, where the rains have worn gashes in the gray banks like the creases that run from your cheek bones to your jaw […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
My Sister's Breakfast by Jonathon Chibuike Ukah
Jonathon Chibuike Uka is the 2nd place winner of Streetlight’s 2024 Poetry Contest My Sister’s Breakfast The things my sister eats for […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
The Land Where Horses Grow Tired of Running, Hadeel's Story by Olivia Lee Stogner
Olivia Lee Stogner is the 1st place winner of Streetlight’s 2024 Poetry Contest Where Horses Grow Tired of Running, Hadeel’s Story Today I went to […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
Mandarinas by Linda Laino
The night was so quiet I could almost hear the stars, that place laden with pines. Your eyes hard to read across the air between us, air you […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 7 months ago
In The River of Poetry: Contest Winners
Frankly, readers, Sharon and I were flabbergasted and at the same time gratified that Streetlight Magazine received one-hundred and nine entries to […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 8 months ago
Where to Begin Again by Claire Scott
I have discarded the gods like leftover tuna sandwiches stacks of them stuffed in the recycling including Odin, Shiva, Baal, Sango and […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 8 months ago
Flipping the Switch in Georgia by Gary D. Grossman
Did the G-d of the South finally begin perspiring and give that little knob a flick, mid-September or if lucky, August 22nd? Now the wind is an […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 8 months ago
Portrait of My Father the Photographer as a Dying Man by Bobby Parrott
Does her dimpled-cheek delirium still thrill you? Or her death escalate as you try to focus, cataracts pixilating her image, static o […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 1 year, 9 months ago
Last Words: Mysteries of Life by Richard Weaver
for Nana Pansy “Give these to Weaver,” you said. The books that saw you through sleeplessness. “I’m done with reading.” You already k […] - Load More