Paul Amlehn: And if I become the ancient traveler
Lawrence Ferlinghetti: The maestro sounds the depths of his ever-fresh citizens rage
Norman Minnick: I assume the duties of a poet We hope he knows what hes getting into
Bogdan Tiganov: The fresh face of the millenium, via Romania
Frank S. Eannarino Jr.: Theres the sheep all huddled
Shane Neilson: Public Sex Acts and Bird Men
Gwen Albert: sometimes our flag/has a golden fringe/around it, and then something happened, Albert explains
Aaron Simon: There is some artifice involved, naturally
Jim Harrison: Young Love
Marius Dumitru: ockhamist flamboyancy The takeover of Ingles by Romanians continues
Vincent Farnsworth: thank the ankh in thank and we thank Prague for this fierce ex-pat
Tim Gilmore: House of Assignation
Bill
Evans: Semi-automatic squirt guns
Richard
Robbins: "Waves of skaters swoon in their cyanide
Barry Gifford: Proof that nobody visits Romania without extreme consequences
Beverly J. Poston: long nights of Jesus slipping in and out the door
Terry Jacobus: Chicago Beat transcendentalism explained
R.A. Pavoldi: no hygienist ever kissed me like that
Matthew Byrne: You'll pull that drainplug from the wish fountain. Sometimes Matthew is very bitter.
Nicole Pugh: Fresh bloom from the swamp of the New Orleans School For the Imagination (NOSI)
Brentley Frazer: and though you soap his wounds he dies
Leonard Gontarek: I put on my Medusa mask and look for cats.
Frank Giampietro: My parents are right about many things You heard it in the Corpse first, folks!
Parris Garnier: bowl poised under a testicle cloud Shes talking about Chicago
Carsten Rene Nielsen, translated from the Danish by David Keplinger: they wear their faces inside out
Monica
McFawn: throw it against the wall is what
she does here, but there are other things, not sure, but what
a beautiful name!
Laura McCullough: without a permit, rising from the streets Political, we think
Dan Encarnacion: Blacjack Poppa squeezed
Jorge Lucio de Campos, translated from Brasilian Portuguese by Hugh Fox
Patrick
Herron: Joyous Fucking Poem--altered found poem
originally titled 'Live to be Joyous'" If you need something
altered, Patrick is the man
Joseph Wood: I stood apologizing to the tiniest children
Janine Canan: Victor Hugo, Marina Tsvetaeva, and herself
Erika Mikkalo: They claimed the amalgam no mercury contained. They claimed that but, as it turns out, poetry stops at nothing
Toby C. Siegel: Finger valleys, thick galaxy ooze Editorial consensus has it that this is a sex-jammed sonnet
Piotr
Gwiazda: Three poems wherein young poet considers return
to oceanslime
Chad Faries: "Can
We Think About Things That Don’t Interest Us?"