Richard Becker
Chesapeake

Richard Becker - Chesapeake

Poetry
Richard Becker’s poetry has appeared in America: The National Catholic Review, Columbia: A Magazine of Poetry and Prose, Cold Mountain Review, Two Words For, among others, and his sequence,… Read more »
Michelle Matthees
Homemade

Michelle Matthees - Homemade

Poetry
Michelle Matthees’ poems have appeared in Memorious, PANK, The Prose Poem Project, and numerous other journals. Her first collection, Flucht, will be published by New Rivers Press in October of… Read more »
Greg Allendorf
Hominids

Greg Allendorf - Hominids

Poetry
Greg Allendorf is originally from Cincinnati, OH. His poems have appeared in or are forthcoming from such journals as Smartish Pace, Subtropics, The Portland Review, Narrative Northeast, The Journal,… Read more »
Trent Busch
Lit

Trent Busch - Lit

Poetry
Trent Busch is a native of rural West Virginia who now lives in Georgia where he makes furniture. His poems have appeared in many journals including The Best American Poetry, Poetry, The Nation,… Read more »
Keith Dunlap
Motorboat Motorboat

Keith Dunlap - Motorboat Motorboat

Poetry
Keith Dunlap’s first collection of poems, Storyland, was published in June 2016 by Hip Pocket Press. His work has appeared in Borderlands: Texas Poetry Review, The Brooklyn Review, The Carolina… Read more »
Michael Homolka
Rhapsody with Impasse

Michael Homolka - Rhapsody with Impasse

Poetry
Michael Homolka is the author of Antiquity, winner the 2015 Kathryn A. Morton Prize in Poetry from Sarabande Books. His poems have appeared in publications such as The New Yorker, Ploughshares, The… Read more »
Amy Krohn
The House in Illinois

Amy Krohn - The House in Illinois

Poetry
Amy Krohn lives with her husband and three children in rural Wisconsin. Her poems have been published in Hummingbird, Kindred, Mason’s Road, Red Savina Review, Seems, Third Wednesday, and Time of… Read more »

Chesapeake

Richard Becker

Dying embers of the sun
blink along the shore
at Yankee Point.

In the forecastle
I face your face asleep.
Dogs bark. Doves reply.

Many thoughts are one.
We lie inside our skin
where flow a million tiny suns.

And the mast ticks stars
across the sky recalling
the silver yad that plotted

a maiden voyage through
the parchment Torah’s
terrible beauty.

And on the sea we dream
of the sea that dreamt
all being into being.
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