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Elizabeth Power – Dust

It takes half a week to write about a woman with a shoe fetish, but I persist. The smell of leather, low slung heels...

Elizabeth Power – The Burning of the Women of Cong

T’were well we met and wet the times Before the pogrom started T’were circle light that eased our plight And made our futures certain. Twere often got at...

Elizabeth Power

Elizabeth Power has a BA (hons) in Women’s Studies from National University of Galway, Ireland (1996) and an (hons) MA in Writing (2007) She...

Alexander Shurbanov – The Circle Closes

Sea turtles thrive as coronavirus lockdowns empty nesting beaches, experts say. There, the infection thrust its mercury column into people’s hearts and they themselves barred their own doors against...

Barbara Ungar – Dear Bill

Isn’t it great not being dead yet you’d say and giggle. Is it great being dead too? Lucky, Whitman calls it. When you were my age you’d been dead five...

Barbara Ungar – Venus with a Mirror

after Titian Love expects her own radiance to last forever.            Her large soft body, doughy belly and arms no woman today would want,                                       but the face— supermodel...

Barbara Ungar – Après Moi

Let them eat storms Let them eat fire Let them eat drones Let them eat lies Let them eat bump stocks Let them eat coal Let them eat bullets Let them...

Barbara Ungar – Ars Poetica

I love to comb a poem the way girls do their dolls’ hair singing   as I brushed and braided mane and tail curried every inch   of the pony I owned only in words and...

Barbara Ungar – Call Me Medusa

  Some years ago, when I had braces and headgear, I’d pull my hair through the openings in the cap contraption so as not to flatten the curls. Hence...

Barbara Ungar

Barbara Ungar’s fifth book, Save Our Ship, winner of the Richard Snyder Memorial Prize from Ashland Poetry Press, was named to Kirkus Reviews’ Best...