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Jaimie Branch



THE SEAM – a Poem by Lisa Robertson ‹ Literary Hub

THE SEAM ‹ Literary Hub.

Buffalo Springfield “Expecting to Fly”

Livingston Taylor – Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Faces of Dusk, a One-Line Renku | A Hundred Gourds 3:3

Faces of Dusk

rap from a parked car the faces of dusk

”it’s enough to breathe” the pavement littered with drunks

talk of summer late the whorl of snail and rose

seemingly eternal puddles will these reflections ever fade?

round again the fb einstein grin

whining jaw muscles she’s made from lemon juice

tortured thoughts of suicide lal bibi’s rape

ten trillion cells not one thinking straight … or ’bout hopscotch

circles stonehenge at solstice a phone to each ear

day of silence the language on food labels untranslatable

evening bells I recycle the letter A

digitally remastered on blue-ray the anniversary E.T.

men like ants like men in/out the tube

without the job he complained about for fifty years lost

a girl with red toenails coffee served in German

well if they mean that much to you wear ’em yourself …

Osiris takes time out for a beer

I AM melts into distant motorway somewhere out there roar

dead whale a new king emerges blind

all I can recall is the dandruff split platinum ends

caught in a bottle Psyche turns into a fly


Sheila Windsor, England / Johannes S. H. Bjerg, Denmark

A Hundred Gourds Journal: haiku, tanka, haibun, haiga, renku.


and it gives off the kind of hot chill one can get at times of transition, fever, in a meadow when the sun hangs on while evening cools the tall grasses in which you stand and search for something that you have not lost, it is the deepest part of summer verdant and aloof

cool air

on the wings of a fly


for Nathaniel Hawthorne
~ Donna Fleischer
first publication