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Counting down to the launch of Little Red Leaves #6: The Ephemera issue. I’ve completed two more poems for this issue and have stepped back for a second to talk a little about the how-and-why. Lisa Fishman submitted a gorgeous short poem called [Can you carry this object]. The poem’s short lines, teetering on curt, …
As a lover/hater of all things pantoum, I was truly excited to read “Dawn” by C.S. Carrier. The poem feels more like a procession than a beginning. Lines like “she’s splotched with porcelain” and “the rain pools in the turquoise ashtray” immediately evoke stillness, silence, inactivity. You feel the inevitability of the day, the stillness …