GAIL ENTREKIN : The Conversation
MICHAEL MIKUS : Where Fear Stands at the End
STEPHEN MEAD : Tear in Hand
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The Conversation Where Fear Stands at the End Tear in Hand


GAIL ENTREKIN
The Conversation

On the plane to Cleveland, across the aisle my daughter gives herself a shot, 
learning to perform this ritual in public places.
The woman beside me
tells me sympathetically about her friend whose two children both died of 
diabetes, long, hopeless deaths of kidney failure, blindness, amputated feet.

I slide to the floor sobbing,
my hands to my face,
my heart leaping against my ribs.

Or no.  I turn and slap her hard.
Her face registers honest amazement;
her eyes fill with tears.

Well, no.  I look to make sure my daughter didn't hear.
I excuse myself politely, walk back to the restroom.
I stand there a long time
shaking.

From GAIL ENTREKIN's book, Change (will do you no good) (Poetic Matrix Press, 2005).
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MICHAEL MIKUS
Where Fear Stands at the End
You must remove the evil from within To purify your soul away from sin. The heart will bleed, where fear stands at the end. The mind corrupt will never heal or mend And no one understands deceit of him. You must remove the evil from within. Your soul found lost within the blood will send False messages to cloud the brain path dim. The heart will bleed, where fear stands at the end. Projected will with fierce desire can blend The heart and mind to focus free from them. You must remove the evil from within. Soft voices, spoken silently mad bend Clear minds, and twist full length snug souls stretched thin. The heart will bleed, where fear stands at the end. Hearts broken, scattered stones; spirit flesh will mend And demons rage, proclaiming you their kin— You must remove the evil from within. The heart will bleed, where fear stands at the end.
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The Conversation Where Fear Stands at the End Tear in Hand


STEPHEN MEAD
Tear in Hand
Make it a canoe, & you, Tub safe with your best Loved babe Surrounded by tapers, The flames of firework sparklers Celebrating a huge haloed moon, Its rays now a single pathway Silver on still waves Between a hundred other Hammock-rocking boats… Night, night & the sea, The mild wind & scents of a willow There where you float, a pre-raphaelite Rose in your lover's arms, in that Cocoon as tattoo on the water's flesh Hardly rippled the way a tear Is clear in the midst of lesions
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