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  April 2015
volume 12 number 1
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  Adeolu Emmanuel Adesanya
  Lynn Albanese
  Steven Alvarez
  Jonathan Beale
  Stefanie Bennett
  Jack G. Bowman
  Jennifer Bradpiece
  Don Kingfisher Campbell
  Michael Aaron Casares
  Beverly M. Collins
  William Crawford
  Pijush Kanti Deb
  Elisabeth Adwin Edwards
  John Elison
  Emily Fernandez
  Jeanie Greensfelder
  John Grey
  David Herrle
  Sonika Jaggi
  Strider Marcus Jones
  Phillip Larrea
  Emma Lee
  Marieta Maglas
  Matt McGee
  Christopher Mulrooney
  Dave Nordling
  Toti O'Brien
  Greg Patrick
  James G Piatt
  Frank Praeger
  April Salzano
  David Scriven
  LB Sedlacek
  Danielle Smith
  Jan Steckel
  Carl Stillwell
  Tim Tipton
  Philomena van Rijswijk
  Wanda Vanhoy Smith
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Elisabeth Adwin Edwards
April 2015



photo by mauricio alejandro ramos

    "After a very successful theatrical career, I have shifted my focus to poetry. I now live full-time in Los Angeles with my husband, young daughter, a tarantula and a whip scorpion."



You enter me

noiseless as a fish,
sleeping as you swim.
You enter me like a startled buck,
like a monarch does a mouth,
like carbonation does a spring,
as the tremble does the tree.
You enter me as the chat in my chatoyancy,
as the nimbus does the cloud.
Like the tongue enters the marrow bone,
as the thistle does the milk.
Like the terroir does the Cabernet,
the blood inside the stab.
You enter me, a gust of wind up a slipless skirt,
like the wreck in recompense,
like little tragedies.
As the mourning in my cloak.
You enter me and then the stars unsphere.
You enter me.
You enter me again.
I watch and disappear...

copyright 2015 Elisabeth Adwin Edwards