Candice James is Poet Laureate Emerita, City of New Westminster, BC CANADA
Four Poems by Damon Hubbs
My Irish Poet Friends Sure Don’t Smile at Saratoga for John Doyle And it’s too bad, really. Because after pocketing more cro...
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Data Crunchers II - IV II Inside the computations there’s an assimilation of the very self-ness of self; it exposes corruptions... -
Dream of the Homeplace The oaks regrown, cornfields stretching to woods, hickory standing, unstruck by lightning. Slam of the ... -
Frogs "Grow grass, stone frogs," written on bathroom walls. Hippie beads, oodles colourful acid pills in dress... -
the crystalline word in the garden where I was born I am in time to snort the mirrored earth is the best planet in the polls... -
Hung Before I Am Heard I am gagged. Live on other people’s terms. I have no voice. I try to speak. They shut me up. Be gra... -
Priestess Nazca Hair, Peru – the skull of a woman, possibly a priestess, with hair still attached, from approximately 200 BCE. The hair ... -
midnight birthday poem a wooden earth, aglow is that your policy? for a drop of carrot juice I’ll need to see your ID ... -
Three Joycean Haiku Irish Indelibly green Wandering stars…but…never Quite…able…to…wean One of a kind by LAUTIR ... -
Somebody Before fourth grade Nobody talked to me on the bus I had plenty of time to observe. Eldon was the boss down our end of ... -
to mask a little bird the sulking wolf loses the perimeter drinking the boiling nectar we are in the fur and dust of the sli...
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