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Our Bodies Entwine by Lynn Long

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Lynn Long Book Page @ Cyberwit

Nature's Musings by Lynn Long on Lulu


Our bodies entwine
His lips on mine
As we travel the nether -
lost corridors of time 
I cry out your name -
to the god that you are 
At one in your being 
We align with the stars 

Fannie Sellins by Michael Ceraolo

American Labor:  An Episodic Epic, 

Fannie Sellins

Like many,
she had to work to support her family
after being left a young widow with four children
She worked as a seamstress
and helped to organize Local 67
of the United Garment Workers of America

While appealing, successfully, to miners
for help with the garment workers' strike fund,
miners' union officials decided
to hire her as an organizer

"I am free
and I have a right to walk or talk
any place in this country
as long as I obey the law",
but government-by-injunction
made up its own laws, and she was jailed
in Colliers, West Virginia for six months
for violating one of those 'laws'

But that didn't stop her organizing,
or her supporting striking workers
And so
             "Fanny Sellens [sic]"
                                            "came to her death"
"on Tuesday, Aug. 26th, 1919 at 4 P.M.
due to gun shot wound in left temple
from gun in the hands of
person or persons unknown to the Jury
during an a…

The Many Loves of Duane Vorhees

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THE MANY LOVES OF DUANE VORHEES is the psychic poetic skeleton of a prose novel about the phases of love (love sought, love gained, love lost, love shared, love spurned), without any of the manifest trappings of setting, plot, characters, etc., all of which any reader can easily supply autobiographically. When the particulars are removed, the universal remains. It has eight sections, each representing a stage of development. 
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The Felling by John Grey

John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident. Recently published in That, Dunes Review, Poetry East and North Dakota Quarterly with work upcoming in Haight-Ashbury Literary Journal, Thin Air, Dalhousie Review and failbetter.


THE FELLING


A forest of ringing axes
thunders like fleeing wildlife,
as trunks crack and fall,
sap drips to the ground
like blood without body.


A field of skulls
is aimlessly rooted
to sun-scarred soil,
as men move on,
triumphant blades held high.


Years later
I encounter the devastation
in a diary,
tears as words,
dry but unrelenting.


No need to return,
cuss out the damage
some big box store has wreaked.
It’s the page, fixed lines,
that govern a memory.

THE MEANING OF THEIR WINGS by Brian Rihlmann

THE MEANING OF THEIR WINGS

they crawl from beneath the shadows of tattered leaves chewed in a former life before cocoon darkness and rebirth 
they stumble in strange new bodies and flap unfamiliar wings flip themselves onto their backs and struggle upright again 
too weak to fly, yet they go forth along the pavement  in the morning sun inches from tires rolling by
each failure brings them closer to death or the day they will discover the meaning of these wings that weigh them down

Micro Poetry Series by Lynn Long

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Lynn Long Book Page at Cyberwit
https://www.cyberwit.net/publications/1288


Lynn Long Nature's Musings
http://www.lulu.com/shop/lynn-long/natures-musings/paperback/product-24062476.html



In dreamy bliss

A moonlit kiss

Amid silver drops

And rainbow lollipops


Love always remembers

Its memory pure

Love never surrenders

For love.. is sure


All the thoughts

All the words

All the poems

They are you


Kiss of youth

Across the sea

You've gone away

Come find me


A tangled web

I have spun

No way out

Excuse the pun


Hands in hair

Breath on face

Love was there

But love- escaped


Never to know

Never to touch

So it goes

To love much


Under the tree

He gave me

My first kiss

My last wish