Poetry
Poems published in Piker Press, a weekly journal of arts and literature — from lyric verse to experimental forms, haiku to epic.
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"...I designed my suit, considered my powers..."
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"...Know not to look back to the ancestors who demand pain to be felt..."
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"...all compliments are traps, rot of the mind..."
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"...A kind man, a nice man..."
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"...who am i in this story?..."
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"..."Me? Are you talkin' to me?.."
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"...Chasing aspirations in a never ending circle..."
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"In the darkness where my soul does exist..."
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"... even your presence is a distraction..."
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Jack Hnry lives in seclusion in the high desert of SE California amongst the tumbleweeds and creosote plants. During short breaks from drinking, camping, hiking, working, dreaming, sweating, chasing, and sleeping he writes the occasion poem.
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Listen -- did you hear it, too?
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"...Did I hear you say you can't afford me?..."
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"...It is the best Friday night we've had in too many months..."
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"Maybe I was on the D train methodically making my way..."
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"...The whirlpool unleashed their demonic souls and made them free..."
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Ivan Jenson is a fine artist, novelist and contemporary poet who lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan. His artwork was featured in Art in America, Art News, and Interview Magazine and has sold at auction at Christie's. Ivan was commissioned by Absolut Vodka to make a painting titled Absolut Jenson for the brand's national ad campaign. His Absolut paintings are in the collection of the Spiritmusuem, the museum of spirits in Stockholm, Sweden.
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"...the only person in Cleveland who understood it's about the work and not the celebrity..."
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" The man who taught, The heart that cared..."
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"...I don't like to think about endings..."
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"...as opaque as the face...."
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"...your body remembers, hoards its wounds like a black hole..."
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Gopal Lahiri was born and grew up in Kolkata, India. He is a bilingual poet, writer, editor, critic and translator and published in Bengali and English language.
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"...Will any mountain ever let me dream again..."
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"...Their silence lies among the cacophony of busyness..."
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" The important thing is to not die...
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"...There were not enough tears to make things work..."
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"...Have the demon in your thread To wind about..."
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"...the bed is a lonely place of dying..."
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"...what if my decisions come back to haunt me?.."
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"...I am dying of this heartless world..."