Contemporary Poetry That Illuminates
Contemporary poetry demands the poet to express serious consequences to mans dominance over nature through inventive images, fluid sound and silence, and flawless mastery of the English language that is engaging and devoid of ordinary expression.
Oregon Literary Arts Directory
The Oregon Literary Arts Directory is a resource for writers, readers, and enthusiasts to find literary arts events throughout the great state of Oregon.
Our directry includes listings for upcoming events, open mics, bookstores, organizations, literary journals, writers workshops, publishers, libraries, and readings. A listing on the Oregon Literary Arts Directory is free.
Starving Artist Chapbooks
The Starving Artist Chapbook series is designed to launch new voices into the literary atmosphere. The chapbooks are designed to be small in size (16 pages or less), yet grand in stature.
We seek strong image writing, and publish chapbooks our readers want to read. We read unsolicited manuscripts year round.
Pregnant Moon Poetry Review
The Pregnant Moon Review shines deep-image driven poetry into hungry eyes. We publish poetic imaginations that sing in our dreams, dance into our minds eye, and open our eyes to a world we thought existed but were too afraid to explore.
We publish the online edition of the Pregnant Moon Review in accordance to full moon cycles.
Selected Poem
Sunrise in Germany
by Amanda McQuade
The Dresden sun rises as a milkmaid
Busty and grain-feed
With its shiny shoes clinking,
And the great eye twinkling
In the distant summit
Bounding as a fawn.
My eyes revert with fear,
And I want to crack
Open that sweet embryo
Climbing high in the noon
To scoop out its innards,
And knit with its rays
A sweater to never leave me -
A heart-song to never decay.
Sundress
by Kelly Braden
she wears the sun
dress I bought her
yellow cotton hangs
like ripe mango flesh
she shifts slowly
in a swoon silly way
fills a woven breeze
with dandelion seeds
Laundry
by Kristen McHenry
Today I shall launder the towels,
lay down upon them and dream
clean dreams. In this
place the sky is crisp as apples
the women
content; white
sheets ripple like a national flag.
In this
place nothing is indelible;
the rites of soap
genteel and acid
unburden me,
a second baptism.
Visiting
by Sarah Borsten
Your hands look smaller
every time I see you,
knitting needles sprout
like fingers that somehow
escaped the fire.
When I visit
you are always sitting
underneath the faded Monet poster.
I ask you if the blanket you are knitting
is for my baby cousin.
You glance at the waterlilies
above your head
and reply that
life has more holes
than you can ever patch up.
Read other poems from the Pregnant Moon Poetry Review.
