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Misty Mountain Review: October 2012
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A journal of short poetry. October 30, 2012. Be it in relationships or the culture we inherit, there may appear some objectionable behaviors for which we do not want to take the blame, but simply point at those fools and phonies that try to forcefully shape our lives to their advantage. And what they do in reaction? They shamelessly object to our maddened eyes. Or simply retort, 'Then why fall victim to? One poem by Neil Ellman. The Meaning of Blue. What if a blue whale. Were not really blue. Neil Ellman...
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Misty Mountain Review: One poem by Jeannie E. Roberts
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A journal of short poetry. April 21, 2015. One poem by Jeannie E. Roberts. 8213;Inspired by James Bernal's photograph. Photo by James Bernal. Http:/ www.jamesbernal.com/. Apparently, the patient died before the blessed event;. Still, a heavenly glow radiates from the corpse's. Enlarged abdomen. Nearby, a man stands facing. A second glowing room―he's neither gloved nor gowned,. Though, his sleeves are rolled-up. Perhaps these sorts. Of deliveries are routine, or, more likely, this guy's just.
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Misty Mountain Review: One poem by Klaus J. Gerken
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A journal of short poetry. April 21, 2015. One poem by Klaus J. Gerken. And i got no. Get it back but. And i was left with. And mud of earth. In a ts eliot. No one wants to. Klaus J. Gerken is the editor of Ygdrasil, A Journal of the Poetic Arts. Founded in 1993, Ygdrasil is the first ever literary journal published on the internet. KJG lives in Ottawa, Ontario. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Welcome to Misty Mountain Review. VAPOR - Nepali Poetry in English. Teesta Rangeet Poetry Journal.
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Popsicle Stand: January 2012
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Saturday, January 21, 2012. Straining Limbs. Learning to walk: life after chap. I haven't written much I'm proud of lately - but at least I'm back writing. Part of getting over those humps is purging out the gunk. Kinda like a garbage disposal in reverse. And man, my kitchen is messy. Sometimes reading great poetry and prose helps. Sometimes it makes you feel even more like shit. WELL, I do have an older piece up at the wonderfully relevant http:/ www.currencylit.com/. Old house. Old car. Old us.
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POETS ON THE GREAT RECESSION: HOWIE GOOD
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POETS ON THE GREAT RECESSION. Poets reflect on the Great Recession, and its impact on their Poetry. To bring the poem into the world / is to bring the world into the poem.". Sunday, January 22, 2012. WHAT IS (PART OF) YOUR GREAT RECESSION EXPERIENCE? HOW HAS YOUR GREAT RECESSION EXPERIENCE AFFECTED YOUR POETRY? My poetry has always had a political dimension. That dimension has become more pronounced in the past few years. It's included starting. LOVE DURING THE GREAT RECESSION. Subscribe to: Post Comment...
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Misty Mountain Review: One poem by Richard Luftig
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A journal of short poetry. April 21, 2015. One poem by Richard Luftig. I was ten and playing. The piano when he. Walked out the door,. I waved but don’t think. He saw. He died. That day. Now,. I can’t let anyone. I love you. If you. Are going to work,. Going to war,. It does not matter. I must give you a kiss. I think it drives most people nuts. May 1, 2015 at 3:23 AM. Good poem. Thank you. There is truth here. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Welcome to Misty Mountain Review.
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Misty Mountain Review: March 2013
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A journal of short poetry. March 9, 2013. While reading the poem Picnic at Rush, 1954 by. 8217; Before she could answer my question, there occurred something really terrible. The boy was hit in the legs by a howling motorbike that came rushing. The rider was only a reckless teenager who was thrown off to the narrow footpath and got seriously injured. Links to this post. One poem by Éamon Mag Uidhir. Picnic at Rush, 1954. All the shiny black cars. White-walled, steel-spoked wheels. Background: Rush is a s...
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Misty Mountain Review: April 2015
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A journal of short poetry. April 21, 2015. Dear readers and contributors, the seventh issue (odd issue) of Misty Mountain Review is here for you to offer a different taste this time around. There are altogether twelve poems by nine poets, and a translated poem of Mishra Baijayanti, a prominent female voice in contemporary Nepali poetry. Hope you will enjoying reading this issue. Please make sure to scroll down and see 'the older posts'. Blogger.com is showing only 4 posts at maximum! Links to this post.
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Misty Mountain Review: April 2014
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A journal of short poetry. April 2, 2014. Welcome to the fifth issue of Misty Mountain. This time, we have a selection of eleven poems by nine poets, and a painting based on the theme Wildlife. We hope you will enjoy reading this issue. Many thanks to all the readers and contributors. Links to this post. Two Young Deer at Sunset by Fiona Clements. She blogs at: http:/ fiocle.blogspot.com/. Links to this post. One poem by Lee Evans. The front half of a frog. Squats between a snake's jaws. If you save it.
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Misty Mountain Review: October 2014
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A journal of short poetry. October 30, 2014. This is the sixth issue of Misty Mountain, celebrating experimental pieces of poetry this time. There are. Fourteen poems by nine poets from different lands. We welcome you, our readers and contributors, to read and give comments. Thank you all! Links to this post. One poem by Art Heifetz. The higher you climb. The more the summit. Like an unobtainable dream. In the end you're scrambling. At times skirting a granite wall. On a narrow ledge. Saving them up for.