Ann Arbor Review

INSIDE THIS ISSUE:

Lana Bella
Hongri Yuan
Lyn Lifshin
Duane Locke
Elisavietta Ritchie
Michelle Bailat-Jones

Fahredin Shehu
Laszlo Slomovits
Andy N
Alex Ferde
Lekan Alesh
Michael Lee Johnson
Running Cub
Ali Znaidi
Silvia Scheibli
Robert Nisbet
Richard Gartee
Amit Parmessur

Jennifer Burd
Paul B. Roth
Sanjeev Sethi
Keith Moul
Arjun Dahal
Alan Britt
Richard Lynch
Fred Wolven
Eddie Awusi

Joanie Freeman
Hongri Yuan
Amit Shankar Saha

 

 


Ann Arbor Review

is an independent

International Journal & ezine

Copyright (c) 2017 Francis Ferde
All rights revert back to each poet.
--editor / Southeastern Florida
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AAR history note:  in print 1967 - 1980.  Irregular publications 1980 - 2004.  As ezine 2004 - present. Most of 48 years all together....

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THINGS I HEARD HUMANS SAY LAST WEEK

Into a cell phone:
ďDid you mean to call me?Ē

Now do you understand why
itĎs important to vote?

Nice to see you,
but sorry, gotta run,

ten minutes on the meter.
Ever since the doctor told me

to lose some weight
Iíve been sucking in my belly.

Iím kinda glad Iím depressed
Ďcause it takes the edge off my anxiety.

God, I hate this job. (Pause)
Do you think God heard that?

 

PERHAPS YOU'VE NOTICED

how sometimes

when a small photo
is enlarged

the image allows us
to go deeper into it

            and sometimes
            when music is turned up

            the song moves us more
            and moves more in us

            finding spaces
            unlocking places

            the quieter version
            left untouched

but perhaps youíve also noticed
how sometimes

larger or louder
is just larger or louder

            I think Iíll stop here

            before I find myself
            trying to say something

            profound about
            some simple thing

perhaps youíve noticed
how a longer poem

is sometimes just longer

 

Laszlo Slomovitz, Ann Arbor, Michigan

   


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