New book rising: Ghost Train by Matt Borczon


Support this writer, support this book:

“The easy option would be… poetry from beyond the front line, words from the warzone, the art of the aftermath, a warriors words lock & load…all would be true but too easy, and they would sell this collection short; here’s the harder truth, these are honest poems that the Great War poets Wilfred Owen and Robert Brooke would recognise as truth.” – Neil S. Reddy, Miffed and Peeved in the U.K.

Matthew Borczon is a writer and Navy sailor from Erie Pa, his book A Clock of human Bones won the Yellowchair reviews chap book contest in 2015. His work has appeared in many online and print journals including: Red efts, dissident voice, dead snakes, big hammer, anti heroin chic, drunk in a midnight choir, the beatnik cowboy and others. He is married with 4 children and 3 jobs. Life keeps him very busy.

To order Ghost Train, by Matt Borczon, go to:
https://www.weaselpress.com/product-page/ghost-train

 

“Not Yet 100 Days” by Susan Jackson

Not Yet 100 Days

Part One:

Mourning’s not the same this time.
Splintered.
Caffeined
Apoplectic
Asking
Splintered
How…
…this?
….happened?
Splintered.
Time’s not the same, this mourning.

Part Two:

Search forward the next petition, the next march, the next fight—
Hope.
You,
There
reaching
Hope!
Lined-
Soldiers
Armed.
Hope!!;
Petition the search; next, next, next the fight–the March forward!

Susan Jackson
4/16/2017

“Jazz Piano Skinnys” by Le Hinton

Jazz Piano Skinnys

Thelonious Monk

She danced the chord Monk played for
free.
Sweet
dissonance.
Fearless,
free-
flowing
music
breathes
free.
She played the chord Monk danced for.

Bill Evans

“We will meet again,”
Bill
plays.
She
prays.
Bill
dreams.
I
believe,
Bill,
we will meet again.

Art Tatum

We invited genius for tea
this
Sunday
morning.
Across
this
piano,
hands
fly.
This
genius we invited for tea.

Le Hinton
4/5/2017

“The Myth of Skinny Donald Trump” by Sharon Mishler Fox

The Myth of Skinny Donald Trump

Donald Trump spreads lies like butter.
Lies
drape
across
landscape.
Lies
slither
into
crevices.
Lies,

lies Donald Trump spreads like butter.

Trump dines on lies.
Lies
breakfast,
lunch,
dinner,
lies
every
tasteless
snack.
Lies,
Trump dines on lies.

This is the skinny on Donald Trump.
Lies
make
Trump
skinny.
Lies,
meaningless
skin/
bones.
Lies.
The skinny on this is Donald Trump.

Sharon Mishler Fox
3/29/2017