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POETRY

CONTRIBUTING POETS

Johanna

Pennington

Crush

by Johanna Mora


Crushhh says the wave
and it washes my troubles away

Dzzz Dzzz says the cicada
and it transports me to my Grandpa's farm

Buzz says the bee
and it gives me hope for tomorrow

Rumble says the thunder
and it brings me peace

Shhhhh say the tree and the wind
and I know I belong


 

Bill Waters

Pennington

Veering Away

by Bill Waters


plain old pigeons,

three dozen at least,

lifting off, climbing — and


then they veer away

and the sun strikes them,

lighting up the white

beneath their wings,


a blaze of silver-white

that shines, for one long moment,

against flannel-gray clouds —

veering away . . .



Early Autumn: 5 One-Breath Poems

by Bill Waters


autumn morning . . .

breathing in

breathing out


time

and clouds

passing


quiet afternoon

— a riot

of tickseed sunflowers


faintly

the woodpecker

across the water


who left

the light on?

harvest moon