First December in Lawrence, Kansas I spelled its name in my mind, extatic, eyes on the fresh visa in my Romanian passport: A M E R I C A. I hadn’t foreseen crossing a baseball diamond on foot in Lawrence, Kansas, the shortcut to the University bus station. Early morning. Snow up to my … Continue reading Christmas Poems by Daniela Hendea, WordCity Monthly Dec2020 Issue4
WordCity Monthly, January 2021 Issue #5
Letter from the Editor, Darcie Friesen Hossack There is not a particle of life that does not bear poetry within it.-Gustave Flaubert Welcome to 2021: Year of the Vaccine. To say that we are all aching towards a time when the Covid19 pandemic has been lifted from us, and the shroud of solitude and loss … Continue reading WordCity Monthly, January 2021 Issue #5
Three poems by Joan McNerney, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Falling Down into dusty subterraneous passages where trains race. Silver rods sped through dream stations transforming tunnels with bolts of blue white sparks. On a steel car looking out the window. Careening in pitch black. On edge, through trees into lights, crashing fast against buildings. Forgotten Like a … Continue reading Three poems by Joan McNerney, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Three poems by Alexander Nderitu, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
The Moon Is Made Of Green Cheese The moon is made of green cheese, The star of 'Titanic' was John Cleese, Canada is slightly smaller than Greece, Corn is closely related to black-eyed peas, Honey comes from birds, not bees, Elephants sometimes climb trees, Prophet Muhammed roamed the high seas, Top lawyers don't charge … Continue reading Three poems by Alexander Nderitu, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Group Therapy, a poem by Michael Lee Johnson, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Group Therapy by Michael Lee Johnson Group Therapy Wind chimes. It’s going to rain tonight, thunder. I’m going to lead the group tonight talking about Rational Emotive Therapy, belief challenges thought change, Dr. Albert Ellis. I’m a hero in my self-worship, self-infused patient of my pain, thoughtful, probabilistic atheism with a slant toward Jesus … Continue reading Group Therapy, a poem by Michael Lee Johnson, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Two Poems by Debra Black, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
an incalculable loss grief tumbles out of me like water spiraling, bubbling, weaving, washing over pebbles in a river bed, eroding the land and me until all that is left are enervated neurons lost in a dance of discomfort, a dance with the dead -- who are never really gone, nor never really here. … Continue reading Two Poems by Debra Black, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Three Poems by Chad Norman, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
HOW TO KNOW A SINGLE TREE After entering a small parental forest for some reason I see an Australian desert and hear a story about a woman who sought the shade of a single tree. I don't know if she found it. Inside the actions of Autumn leaves … Continue reading Three Poems by Chad Norman, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Three Poems by Pui Ying Wong, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
VESPER May the old roof hold off the rain, the garden staying a garden and not a grave. May there be coffee in the morning cup and sunlight, even a sliver suffices. May there be clean dishes, napkins on the table, two of each. May this house be fortified … Continue reading Three Poems by Pui Ying Wong, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Not-Long Distance, a poem by Jaclyn Griffith, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
Not-Long Distance It’s easier to love you on paper where everything is polished up planned ahead Where every word walks from your hands to my eyes and looks a lot like sunset Looks a lot like a garden Looks a lot like me In person not so much In person we are … Continue reading Not-Long Distance, a poem by Jaclyn Griffith, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
What I Want, an ekphrastic poem by Dawn Promislow, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
"Mobile garden dress" by Nicole Dextras, as seen in installation at Todmorden Mills, Toronto, July 2014. What I want What i want to know is, yellow lady, light midsummer light yes you, yellow-skirt dandelion, lionness potted pothead on Pottery Road potting pots potting about lady skirting there yes, you mellow … Continue reading What I Want, an ekphrastic poem by Dawn Promislow, WordCity Monthly January 2021 Issue5
