Literary Yard

Search for meaning

Year: 2018

Poem: Dancer

By: Andrew Hubbard The drinks came And I asked the predictable question. “I kind of like it,” she said “It keeps me fit And the money’s not bad.” She blew smoke thoughtfully And fidgeted with an ashtray. “My twin sister has…

Three Poems about Emily by

By: Darren C. Demaree 1.EMILY AS WAVES, WAVES I got these bruises just holding on to Emily as she opened herself up to the full moon   2. EMILY AS THE LAST PRAYER I got fizzy water out of a…

Poem: Avoiding Mirrors

By: E. Martin Pedersen My daydreams and nightmares have the same plot with different protagonists or the same people from my past life passed over on the other shore people (see above for their real names) showing up on my doorstep…

Poem: when they first saw them

By: Patrick Legay the sails flowed into the mouth bright and clean broad with the shimmer of the sun stealing from the soft blue surface call beauteous hard to believe the filth and dismay barreled below what is wonder to the…

Poem: In a vacant train

By: Sankara Olama-Yai  I found god in your eyes Where had he gone Do you remember that night when I hit my head on the roof of a vacant train Your laugh was a heavenly lullaby I let my head lie…

Poem: High C

By: Robert Beveridge “Wie schön sang Else Feuske, als sie,/während dere Sommerferien,/in großer Höhe daneben trat,/in einen stillen Gletscherspalt stürtze,/uns nur ihr Schirmchen/und das hoke C zurückließ.”—Günter Grass, “Die Schule der Tenöre” It is not volume, it is pitch, how the…

Poem: Blade

By: Robert Beveridge delicious willow flings this blade of lust into my eyes comatose I see us entwined smothered forever I offer you this blade fear you will accept caress bloods my finger one lone drop falls to your thigh