SATURDAY POEM

Haiku

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even lovers

own nothing

but the moment

— Judith R. Robinson

You say you’re lost

but look — see

Mister Ant

knows

the

way

— Don Wentworth

A carpet of gold

lies beneath naked gingkoes.

The year grows older.

— Ann Curran

skin turns to bronzed brown

lake water laps, parted thighs

I miss my husband

— Jennifer Jackson Berry

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Judith R. Robinson is an editor, teacher and writer living in Shadyside. Her poetry collections include “The Blue Heart” and “Orange Fire.” Don Wentworth is the author of “Past All Traps” and the forthcoming “Yield to the Willow.” He has edited Lilliput Review for 24 years and lives in Lawrenceville. Ann Curran of Mount Washington is the author of “Placement Test” and “Me First.” Jennifer Jackson Berry’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in Harpur Palate, Stone Highway Review and 5AM, among others. She lives in Braddock Hills. The work of these poets has just been published in the Lummox literary journal.


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