Three Prose Poems

by Kathleen Rooney
This day could use the excitement of receiving a surprise package. Even better if that package reads THIS SIDE UP.

Caney Fork

by Annette Sisson
Autumn crisps the tapering light, / oak pulls on its auburn duster.


by Scudder Parker
The peonies and gladiolas are more / seductive every fall.

Five Pieces to Assemble After the Quarantine

by Molly Lanzarotta
The lover who decides to stay / understands—like you, standing too close on the train— / it’s all about the distance we keep, or give away.


by Claire Taylor
yes, my love / I know / a pillow can be forts and mountains / stepping-stones that slide / on hardwood floors and end / in tears.

The Poem of the World

by Scudder Parker
reveals itself / like a doe’s hoof tapping ice / till she can drink.

In Her Last Days

by Peter J. Dudley
the chemo has burned out / and hospice watches / with tender eyes

Directions Back to Childhood

by Judith Waller Carroll
Turn left at the first sign of progress / and follow the old highway / along the Stillwater River.

Saving Sgt. Billings

by Kari Gunter-Seymour
We did what we could, / hid the bottles, drove what / was left of him deep / into the yawning hollow