By Ann Privateer The boy, the locket Carried away In another time Another place. Jealousy we But lucky to be Starting again Starting here Starting now.
ONE OF THESE DAYS We went down to the sea put mud all over us and baked in the sun. Some people had left some cut in half water bottles filled with mud an old Scandinavian man came over to his family who were covered in mud. The little girl wanted to put some mud … Continue reading Poems By Marc Carver
By Thomas Page Catullus wipes his tablet, groaning about His mistakes. His beloved, his Lesbia, Has gotten some troublesome pet sparrow Twittering around herself. Damn bird, who can Be with my Lesbia where I cannot. I’ll Make a mess of you. If only I were a Bird. He pictures the sparrow doing many Things with her. Vacations … Continue reading Her Sparrow