when the horizon dips
into darkness unsure about dawn,
I touch the faded photo, your face
still wearing a mere wisp of pink
blurred now into brushed-aside memories.
death is a trickster. it comes and […]
From the Flume
The banks of the West Ausable River
Is a place you’ve never been.
Staring straight down into the flume
Violent bursts of water over
Great granite boulders mesmerizes
The boys, but I […]
So, you’ve read a literary magazine’s guidelines, you’ve even read its sample poems available online, or ordered a recent copy of the magazine to learn about what they publish. Maybe you’ve taken a class/w […]
because hope is a motherfucker,
i went up to each house of the dead
and knocked, but no one answered.
still, i am haunted:
the sun sets a little dimmer ever since the last
feeble twitch of that cat’s t […]
lopes as only
Hare can, all
fits and starts,
for the whoosh
wings and clenched
as death stoops
but not today,
in the heat, the
great r […]
She’s been sitting on the feeder
since first light, gathering herself,
I suppose, for the journey south.
I wonder if she slept there, waking
for a sip from time to time, adding
calories, planning her long, w […]
His breakfast smells like ripe tomatoes
pledged in youth and romance,
a starter home, a child or two,
a job with promotions and perks,
We are older now,
each creak and […]
I try to find beauty
………in the autumn night.
Your stars, your moon,
they’re still right there where you left them
………But without you
they seem merely splinters of glass
soon to be swept into w […]
Our beckoning cabby
snaked through preposterous traffic,
past the icy neon signs
and the greening fragrance of stacked Christmas pines,
to the Met
where I almost cried, nearly blind
from Van […]
……….Hello? Is there anybody in there?
……….Just nod if you can hear me.
……….Is there anyone at home?
He lay on his side
like a […]
The Mojave, January 1988
Twenty-five months in the Army
and who would put a kid like me
in charge of a six million dollar
tank? I’ve got a crew of tragically
obedient soldiers, all teen-age, one
who m […]
These past two years and three months, since May 2017, have been a special period in my life that I hadn’t expected to experience. During my tenure as poetry editor, it has been my honor to share this labor of l […]
Stuart Gunter is a finalist of Streetlight Magazine’s 2019 Poetry Contest.
Finish these sentences to express your true feelings:
I always wanted to be intelligent, maybe a college
professor, or a poet. […]
Natalia Prusinska is a finalist of Streetlight Magazine’s 2019 Poetry Contest.
I took the jar of jam sealed with heat and wrapped it in old
towels. I placed it carefully in my suitcase among the […]
Joanna Lee is a finalist of Streetlight Magazine’s 2019 Poetry Contest.
We found two dead babies on the back granite slab
that serves as a stoop, the same
we salvaged from up home years ago, decaying
Marco Patitucci is a finalist of Streetlight Magazine’s 2019 Poetry Contest.
We measured small steps
as giant leaps
and never felt sameness,
nameless lunar imposters
dancing over the […]
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