Trains by George Moore I do not remember locomotives by name. I see the trains in the Newark terminal commuters hurrying to board and disappear into steam clouds and a world beyond my view. The blowdown and oil smelled of iron scorched in fires fed by gray men in filthy overalls. When my father left one days and never returned the trains continued to carry me … [Read more...] about Trains by George Moore
Family Poems
Kitchen Companions by Joan Kantor
Kitchen Companions by Joan Kantor for my mother, who so joyfully shared her kitchen with me My mother’s been waiting for me to open the small drawer beside the stove, where smiling with anticipation, I reach for the dingy-pink metal measuring spoons that once were hers. They clatter and clink, till firmly cradled in my hands, they radiate a warmth that rushes … [Read more...] about Kitchen Companions by Joan Kantor
Sacrifice by Gale Acuff
Sacrifice by Gale Acuff Miss Hooker's my Sunday School teacher and she says that if you kill yourself you go to Hell hands down, there's no hope for Heaven because suicide--it's called suicide --is sin and almost the worst one there is, the worst one being I forget, maybe not believing there's a God at all. Me, I believe but that doesn't mean I'll go to Heaven when I … [Read more...] about Sacrifice by Gale Acuff
Skeleton by Katie Booms
Skeleton by Katie Booms For years, it was a dinosaur sitting in the big open room of our barn, all sprawling shoulder and radials, bold and gaunt, bare caverns and organs, and we ignored it, except each winter when a wagon had to be backed in to shelter, or spring, when we remembered standing there, shooting basketballs at the net nailed to the hay loft. Then, it was … [Read more...] about Skeleton by Katie Booms
Mia Mango by Brandon Ward
Mia Mango by Brandon Ward Mia Mango, Ripe to a family Of thistle and weeds. Fruitful in her skin, Smooth, Hairing like a new Born. Twinning mangoes At a young age Grow wise at a sun Seen soft by a sister Rooted above. Mia Mango, Core as solid as trust, Truthful in sight. Sprung from the depths Of stationary sand traps. Beached in the back-tracking Of a … [Read more...] about Mia Mango by Brandon Ward