Cole Murphy, Take Shelter

Take Shelter Cole Murphy Take Shelter, Join the city, Living in fear, Learning to embrace the stanchion of life, Thankful for the shade, Tender and warm, Listening to the harmony of the chorus, Singing the common embrace, West of north, nothing is possible, Fame your perspective, Clasp your clamor, Scoop your luster, Serve your plater,…

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Kari Lynch, Student Body

Student Body Kari Lynch I watch you weave disaster out of bad decisions mixed with Good intentions Then hear you singing the common chorus of despair That I once knew the harmony to Sometimes you trust with such simple naiveté That I want to shake you by the shoulders And tell you what is possible…

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Debra Levy-Fritts, Children: Cities

Children: Cities Debra Levy-Fritts Seek the welfare of the city… — Jeremiah 29:4-7 What blessing can be made, what listening in, lifelong shade, really, to guide the steps away, the living out the life made? A chorus of harmony. Please. As if a shelter of peace. Amen. Go planting, building, singing. West we rode, old…

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Archana Kannan, A Suppressed Great

A Suppressed Great Archana Kannan I am now living in a simple, smiling city, listening to the common people from a balcony and I clasp your body into an embrace as you carry me. I’m thankful for your tender shelter. You take me into the dining room and we serve ourselves a platter of your…

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Christine Irving, Listening for What the Walls Might Say

Listening for What the Walls Might Say Christine Irving I shelter in the shade of a simple city stanchion scrubbed clean of spray paint, no hidden messages embedded in graffiti’s clamor, no angry chorus of complaints or self-asserting signatures. Once, not long ago, the luster of their neon tweets made living possible, built a kind…

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Alan Gann, last important thing

last important thing Alan Gann Cannot fathom why the doorman does not lift this rope and let these shoes pass the stanchion. Money is a shade that cannot buy luster hidden behind his curtains, embrace of harmony, or respite from city clamor— so let them fall and trust a once thankful earth to receive and…

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Brenda Gaba, Nightlife

Nightlife Brenda Gaba It wasn’t a singing I heard, nothing close to celebration. The life luster, a quick serve, was there, and then night dust lost it. I had been smiling. Now all ears were up for listening this a.m. at 2:32 on the west side of the house, not on the east, where the…

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Rhett Forman, We Are Singing the West

We Are Singing the West Rhett Forman we are singing the west singing the living frame of Dallas city singing the stanchion bearing plain singing the once listening glistening luster of the Trinity singing singing thankful tender harmony over the chorus of common concrete the simple clasp and clamor we trust impossibilities made possible we…

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