Poetry
This is Thin Air Online’s Archive of pieces that are classified as poetry, both long form and short.
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Three Poems by Matt Schroeder
If this Love is Easy, Leave without telling me & throw out my socks when they grow holes. We’ll move back to the town you grew up in — nearly wiped off the map during the siege yet somehow forgotten in all the war stories — where…
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In Zadar by easton foxe
In Zadar But it’s not that easy/to knife through my memory/and get rid of you/like burning a photo of us/hugging on Stari Most Bridge/in Mostar/I still hear the mosque bells/still, I smell you/AdriaticLavender/in Zadar In a blue pension by the sea/we laid on our backs/or on each other/From Stari Most Bridge/laughing divers collected coins then…
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Three Poems by Darren C. Demaree
Emily as I Consider the Explanation I have been accused by Emily of selling her as a freshwater woman while she has forever considered herself an ocean of sorts. I suppose I just needed to explain away why I lap her tide. Too much salt can kill you. I don’t want to be judged for…
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Two Poems by Yuan Changming
Anagrammed Variations of the American Dream A ram cairned meIn a crammed era [where]Cameramen raid A dire cameraman [or]Arid cameramen [Becoming] A creamed airman [or]A carmine dreamA minced ram ear[a] maniac rearmed As freedom turns into a dorm feeDemocracy to a car comedy, andHuman rights to harming huts Abracadabra This [bread] is no other than…
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El Norte by G. Timothy Gordon
El Norte They’re not supposed to be this far north over the line, a space between dreams, past shuttered pecan farms, clapboard fraidy holes barred against wind, last green Sinclair DINO filling-station sign, Homeland Security razorwire, Paseo del Norte footbridge, privacy gates and homestead fencing, punched-up in dust and grit among steerage weed and creosote,…
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Three Poems by Neiha Lasharie
love love love After “This Sky,” a poem from Hafez’s The Gift Hafez said this Sky where we live is no place to lose your wings he never warned against the highwaymen thieves liars old…
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in re promiscuous owl and black-hearted pussycat by Michael Chang
in re promiscuous owl and black-hearted pussycat you (the bullshit artist) (dam) nice limbs cheekbones for days / ruin my life pls hold i shot my load (can you say that in polite company) papito funhouse mirror to the soul black girls code / don’t write about nature / because one day we won’t have…
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In Praise of Bodies that Are Not Mine by Tom Bennett
In Praise of Bodies that Are Not Mine I envy the person born with a glass torso. Hard body you can see through to the stomach where promise and assurance curdle before they clot the mouth. Wouldn’t that have saved us so much time in the shower taking turns to be crash dummy and crash. Crank…
