Poem by Michael Patrick McSweeney
"two cats passed today" for Peter Caulfield the edge of the bed is colder now. you & I place our palms on the spot where two cats once gathered to [...]
"two cats passed today" for Peter Caulfield the edge of the bed is colder now. you & I place our palms on the spot where two cats once gathered to [...]
Mother's Day After the rough muslin was removed from the mirrors and her shoulders, she returned the wooden benches, which she used when she sat for her husband and now [...]
A Martian Visits the MFA Boston- After Humanity Degas’ Little Fourteen-Year-Old Dancer still stands. Her shoulders, caked in layers of dust, molded as though they were made to quiver, but [...]
First Date Rustling boas floating high and bowing after her, could be birds but marvelous; ah tonight... calm can pass. I'll take this. Then face to face, fingers gripping wine-glasses, [...]
An Excerpt: Jesus Needed Medication Lithium is a pink pill. Stellazine is a purple pill. Pink and purple were Easter colors. That meant on Easter I would rise and become [...]
Clean Slate You wake at night to strange noises, I say shhhh, it’s only the wind. You think something is one fire, but all things being equal the poison is just [...]
Homophobia I have a friend who is hydrophobic— he wants to learn how to swim but he is too afraid of the water to give himself over to it and just [...]
Labyrinth Jetties stoic in a sunset of drizzling rain and mist. Blue and bronze waves parade as miniature seas, and all hearts regard the sea and the earth as home, [...]
Even if we count the three poems below as a single entry, it's clear that Love is the dominant theme of the week rather than Massacre. Fight's over, but stay tuned [...]
Jewett City Gangster he walks down Main St in a black pinstriped suit the kind Dillinger might have worn the night he was gunned down but it now appears after years [...]