Furnace

Furnace by James Hoch Rust-splotched, thin-walled, coal-pocked,It sat hulled to the cellar floor, a leviathanof cinder and metal. We did not believe it could speak, though we goaded and wardedand goaded friends into sticking their headsin its open mouth, as if its...

Tankas For Toraiwa

Tankas For Toraiwa by Seamus Heaney I loved to carryHer violin case, its noseIn air, its back endNice and heavy, the balanceFactored in and factored out. Every time she placedHer two thumbs to the two snibsAnd opened the lidShe couldn’t help a quick frown(Disguised...

The Bear

The Bear by William Heyen Was alone, was carrying her bear with her.Was alone, was carrying her bear with her.Was alone, was carrying her bear with her,bear to counsel, comfort, & protect her. Arrived with a thousand other childrengiven toys to keep them quiet.Was...