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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 9 months ago
“An artist is said to be original exactly when he takes up the challenge of tradition and makes us see something more than we already knew.” Demetri Porphyrios. Classical Architecture.
I am a fund […]

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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 9 months ago
It’s wrong to feel lucky
when a poplar blooms.
…………Branches spit out slender pinks below low clouds.In fields here, we find arrowheads.
Ancient whispers on the ridge. One death begs […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 9 months ago
Vigil
Outside the nurses’ station,
third floor east, twilight spreads
its white canopy over
the busy avenue of bright buildings.
Down the hall, an orderly lofts a pale
sheet over a vacant bed.
In the next […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 11 months ago
As a very small child I learned language just like all small children. Only in my case there were some mysterious words that took me years to sort out their true meaning. There were words like Amtrak, lugao, Santo […]

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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 11 months ago
A Taxonomy of Lists by Fred Wilbur
As a youngster, I watched my father slice out-of-date reports whose 8 1/2 x 11″ sheets had blank back sides; the pivoting knife of the p […] -
Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 3 years, 12 months ago
Ahab’s Widow
I wait for him as every whaler’s wife.
I write him letters every day.
I tell him how he grows bigger and stronger.I tell him of his first words and of his first walk on his own.
I write, […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years ago
It was my granddaughter’s fourth birthday party. I, old lady
with cane, was sitting in the shade on the side, then made my way
cautiously to watch the children hit the piñata with a plastic bat […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years ago
Antonyms for “Affluence”
It is a myth that mice
are impossible to eat.I see my tuxedo
on another man,a groom or musician.
It is a myththat the bride will be thinking
about Queen Vic […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years ago
Sara Biel has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
I Want to Give Him a Chance
Her voice is thin, scrapes and rolls, a dry leaf across the sidewalk.
My fingers grip the phone, […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years ago
Nate Jacob has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
Mourning Doves
Looking back, the choice seems obvious.
A man is given the chance in life
to select from a pantheon of […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 1 month ago
Elizabeth Nowak has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
Dear Mi-Kwon
Before the whole world went mad,
you wrote to ask about my life
in beautiful America. I could not then […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 1 month ago
Zeina Azzam has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
Forgive Me
For lying to the teacher in the school yard
Talking ill of my friend behind her backFor making an excuse to […]

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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 1 month ago
Victoria Korth has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
Mr. Abraham
You would unstick huge floor-to-ceiling windows
with a metal-clawed broom handle,
soak the floor where […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 1 month ago
I’m not squeamish about getting my hands dirty, knees soiled, but I never thought I’d be writing about garden club ladies.
The county Garden Club (founded 1935) recently donated their records to the loc […]

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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 1 month ago
William Prindle has earned an Honorable Mention in Streetlight’s 2021 Poetry Contest
Apologizing to Ferlinghetti
You never took
the deal
the hand
Am […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 3 months ago
What man would not look back
when claiming a celestial voice
commanded him to go away from
pleasures of wine, games of chance,
lust, secular music, dance, art, poetry?
The men who deny life’s g […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 3 months ago
feels this way.
Familiar like the abstract
place you grab for
when you’re curled in despair
on your own kitchen floor
begging to go home,
not knowing where you mean.
No matter whose hair and b […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 3 months ago
I have always thought that John Donne’s metaphor of the drawing compass in “Valediction: Forbidding Mourning” one of the most ingenious in English poetry. Not simply about two lovers parting, it descr […]

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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 4 months ago
In school we learn to lie down
in the face of Evil from the skies.
“Take cover,” the first commandment
during air-raid drills as we duck
under our desks, then “All clear.”
No one dares to say t […]
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Fred Wilbur wrote a new post 4 years, 4 months ago
Hi, this is my poem.
Hi, this is my poverty.
What’s that?
My poverty.
The poem and my poverty shake hands.
Everyone ignores my trauma.
I go over to my trauma,
start talking to it.
It tells m […]
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