‘Of Webs and Whispers’: A Poem by Susan Jarvis Bryant
Of Webs and Whispers I. The Myopic Eye ---a pantoum A spider spinning scripture for the flies--- It ...
Of Webs and Whispers I. The Myopic Eye ---a pantoum A spider spinning scripture for the flies--- It ...
My Pyjamas! My jamas have lemurs and llamas, A rude cockatoo and a yak, Cerulean shrews and iguanas All ...
The Ministry of Twee The Ministry’s role is to banish the soul _In poems the poets send in--- To ...
Mothiavelli I’m thirsty for the fever of her kiss--- The neon sear---the lethal lick she brings. I burn to ...
Spontaneous Conjugal Combustion ---a villanelle He simply couldn't turn the other cheek On ceaseless babble drowning out the game. ...
The Swan’s Song He brewed his words in cauldrons on the moors. They doubled as they bubbled to the brim. He conjured ...
Deep Water I. Kōan I ponder by the ancient pool. A frog jumps in. I hear a splash. The ...
Barabbas They named their chosen one and set him free. They picked a thug who reeked of others’ blood. ...
Pigeonholed The box they shove her in is small and dark. It skews all views and leaves her little ...
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