perceptions | |||||||||||||
unbending time rochelle hope mehrlast night
I saw a man
into my bones
but my sacrifice
slumped into submission
and irreversibility of time | |||||||||||||
women's poetry for a change | |||||||||||||
$5.OO/£ 3.50 |
Issue #56 | ||||||||||||
Fall 2002 |
ISSN 0888-9058 | ||||||||||||
aural rochelle hope mehrHow do you know you exist?
What is your connection with reality? | ||||||||||
what it feels like shannon truaxhead into desire | ||||||||||
be wary temi rosebe wary when they tell you not to be afraid | ||||||||||
eleanor koldofskyI am never going to be run over by a truck: get up | ||||||||||
premonition of the mental hospital rochelle hope mehrthe pain is so deep
I could not see it I saw nothing of the rigor mortis
Why did she tremble | ||||||||
eleanor koldofskywomen of lysistrata | ||||||||
susannah sally bushell wending her way among trees, susannah she is not free supple and slim as a wand, Susannah beyond, the old en press upon | ||||||||
tea leaves richard slonikerin a swirl of tea leaves | ||||||||
sally bushellhere, between old and new there are better places, true | ||||||||
erasing this janet i. buckimpossible
a stack of snow tires
his aftershave beside the sink | ||||||||
eleanor koldofskythe slammed door | ||||||||
june 13th 2002 johanna ogdoneach leaf grabbing its own piece of sun | ||||||||
of sunlight and shadows najwa salam braxbitter memories streaked with nebulous sparks spring's verdant gates still open ajar the afterglow of poetic flashes I look into question-riddled lakes A distant scent wafts through subtle air Life is too short to complain and to fear No longer will the melody of birds light kisses the snow azalea meadows | ||||
absolutely free eleanor koldofskyabsolutely free
congratulations on
absolutely free
a variety of ills
breasts weigh like udders
absolutely free | ||||
sand at the ocean shannon truaxlying on my towel, I run my hand through the sand
it's paradoxical
closer to the water | ||||||||
elementary temi roseelementary my dear blurring the edges, making a commotion seasons change, nothing left behind | ||||||||
hey girl deon dempseyhey girl | ||||||||
in our bed richard slonikerI cannot | ||||||||
orchid legs johanna ogdonmy legs are beautiful. I stare at them
my favorite part is between knee and thigh | ||||||||
eleanor koldofskyhe went thruogh life entertaining | ||||||||
this time temi rosewe are tired of being insignificant in your eyes we are tired and we retire now to fulfill our own dreams silently, softly, we leave you now | ||||||||
drying paint janet i. buckin that time swatch
hours alone work up
did I finish the painting
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requiem rochelle hope mehrI can't write a poem just to fill up space
how long did you think we'd have
bespattered and bestial in my prime
I was born anew
I knew so well
and found some bread, a bed
and with my last breath | ||||
unrequited anger eleanor koldofskyunrequited anger
where are my beginnings
I look into the faces of my children
I am the strong female chain | ||||
the waiting room janet i. buck"there was no room in that tiny space coffee tasted like mud
no matter how ready you were when I was six and you were sudsing thick blonde curls
every step that might be doctors | ||||
too young helen lyonnot too young
but much too young
not too young
much too young | ||||
your love najwa salam braxlet lovers have the dreaming moon and stars
let people dive with dolphins in the deep
let the suns unfold their uplifting wings
let the subtle breeze gather all the queens
let light rivers flow through the universe
let cupid and psyche come down to earth
let the nine muses perform miracles | ||||||
sex eleanor koldofskyam I the bridge | ||||||