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Experimental Poetry:
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November 2005
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5 Poems:
by J.D. Nelson
I can't fall in love now --
I have guns to steal
To Phyllis Diller, Good Night,
We Love You
by Ray DeJesus
Coltrane can be heard around the world,
and praise to Ben Webster for his tenor sax,
things to look forward to most, indeed.
Imagine tea, and those two.
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SEPTEMBER 2005
9 Ways To A New Zippy Tale
Of Zesty Fresh Opinion
by Heitham Black
NO! She was
surely going to be fryified < BOLD NEW WORD! I ripped
off my t-shirt, pausing only to admire my tautly
muscled body in the mirror; somehow I flew to her
rescue.
2 Poems
Ernest Williamson III
wine gravitated away from my tongue
as if I were a thief of the green
with nothing to grasp, feign, or drink.
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JULY 2005
Inertia Towns 101 by Luke Tanner
-Question 1/Middlesbrough, Cleveland/+/Schnectady, New York/</
(Two World Wars x Fire and Furnaces)/=/I Trail The Gold Rush A
Century Too Late
4 Poems by James Quinton
he tells me that/i’ve let them down/he tells me i’ve/let myself
down/i tell him that’s/because i’m inflatable
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MAY 2005
Goat Woof by JD Nelson
Is that god down on the corner with Miles, running
the voo-doo down? We’re left alone in our individual
cells with nothing to believe in and nothing to do.
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