by Ivory Web | Nov 18, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
These two poems by Rachelle Renken seem to describe people we've all met at one time or anotherMature Paroxysm The voice, the one that hauntsyour nightmares, the one that belongsto the haughty rude old manwho thinks he can control your life,infest your world...
by Ivory Web | Nov 17, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
INEZ The first day I reached fifty two, ...
by Ivory Web | Nov 14, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
Elephant EarsI walked past a bakery the other day and saw those gigantic flaky pastries, aptly named elephant ears in the case. Standing outside looking in at them made me think of you, I wondered where you are, how you are, and felt sad. Such an odd...
by Ivory Web | Nov 13, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
in visibilityin behind the wheelinvisibleinviolableno one seesme rub my crotchdig my noseinspect hair in the mirrorpick filet-o-fish from teethor take my handsfrom the wheelso asto blinkno one hearsme cough 'til my eyes watersneeze across the windshieldmutter...
by Ivory Web | Nov 12, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
(Saying Goodbye) On The New Navaho Plains (at a Tribal Gathering)she was clothed in the romance of Keates with Byronic swirls shifting within the folds of her skirt she sat on the ground in Shakespearian attitude ...
by Ivory Web | Nov 11, 2008 | Prose & Poetry
NOSTALGIA AND AUTUMNIt is a bleak daya chill windblows chilled shiversin my brain.The old man next dooris pruning his pear tree,he prunes loudly.In my gardenleaves are scattered,soon the trees will be bare.On the radio –waves of Beethovenwash over me – ...