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Thanks for the twenty seconds of
Your crisp, medicinal perspective,
Encapsulated in a laugh
That shook like a bragging monkey’s ass.
Call it a joke, a gentle nudge—
It pushed me over some good edge,
Literally enlightening:
This cobweb world looks bright again.
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Jack Granath’s poetry has appeared in The Formalist, Measure, and Poetry East among other journals and magazines. He is a library director in Kansas.
Joe Stalin led his country for just short of thirty years— Three decades filled with purges, hunger, suffering and tears....
May Old Glory Always Wave by Roy E. Peterson May Old Glory always wave Above the tumult and the fray....
Like wow! I dig that poem, man.
You have unearthed a treasure for me with which I had familiarity. Your fascinating tale with exquisite rhyme, I compared…
I never had an Aunt Ingeborg, and that's a good thng, because in many respects I would have pissed her…
Absolutely brilliant. The music of your words and the compelling story you have told bring me joy that is so…
Brian, I've been where there are no computers readily available for a few days, but just wanted to acknowledge your…
Your slant rhymes are subtle, ghostly, no more than a whisper of some imagined perfect rhymes; and your line of thought presents some unexpected curves. Thank you for skating so close to the edge.