Poetry

"A poem about writing a love poem..."

"She would never ever feel foreign..."

Is change good? Does it taste the same?

April showers bring what, again?

An enviable position, actually...

"Be the catalyst for positive change..."

"...So many eyeless men, such a wild chorus of trees..."

And it's amazing how many arenas he occupies...

With Power, Ignorance equals Death.

"...No voices offer comfort now..."

Phillip Larrea is the author of <i>We the People</i> and <i>Our Patch</i>. Since 2012, his poems have appeared in over 60 journals, anthologies and magazines in the U.S., Ireland, Canada and Asia. He is the winner of the 2013 New Frontier Prize for poetry, and has been nominated twice for the 2014 Pushcart Prize.

Steve Klepetar's work has received several nominations for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. His latest collection is <i>My Son Writes a Report on the Warsaw Ghetto</i> (Flutter Press).

And yet some of his best friends are poets...

"...to inundate a slumbering dream..."

Ndaba Sibanda is one of the most prolific poets to emerge from Zimbabwe.

Ali Znaidi lives in Redeyef, Tunisia where he teaches English.

An illustrated poetic treatise on politics and the flies of summer.

Remember that last day of high school?

Poetry to think about ...

"...consign me to heaven with your touch..."

This is the kind of thing that just happens when you get a bunch of Pikers hanging around at staff meeting after they've grown tired of trying to balance pencils on their noses. But how better to end the Piker Press' Pizza August than with some uplifting pizza poetry?

...and I wonder <br /> if they'll talk about you <br /> when they talk about <br /> the great ones...

'...one-thousand statistical mysteries.<br /> I wonder who they are<br /> and wonder if I really want to know...'

'Today is not the worst day of my life. <br />Nobody I know has died <br />or suffered serious injury ...'

'...your eyes eager and bright<br /> like a newly discovered star<br /> on a distant ancient night...'

"An eagle's wail echoes through the dark brown valley as the rocks weep black and red tears ..."

"A woman of soft mornings ... the warmth there in your smile"

"It doesn't seem like too much to think about you, once (or twice) in my life ..."

As he leaves his beloved Africa, KK Brown shares a thought from the heart.

... Trails of caresses still touching my skin <br />Even with the distance of miles and time ...