Stonecoast Review | Issue No. 5 | Summer 2016

Poetry

A Mother’s Lament
by Alan S. Ambrisco

Artist: Michael St. Germain

They call me monster:
lurker in the dark, mother of horrors,
an apocalypse poised for action.
I am that, and … (continue reading)

Thanksgiving
by Rebekah Keaton

Thanksgiving by Rebekah Keaton / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Rubbing the soft oregano
between my fingers, I hold
your mother’s kitchen in my
hands, imagine … (continue reading)

Hanamuke
by Richard Luftig

Hanamuke by Richard Luftig / Artist: Sara Kirschner

In Japanese, sincere wishes for one who is departing.

These November geese
Taking first winter’s hint
… (continue reading)

It’s 3 a.m. in the Kreuzberg flat we sublet
from friends, and I’m looking through Eva’s library,

I’m whispering, Ask, and it shall be … (continue reading)

Aged Deckhands in Montluçon
by Jeffrey Alfier

Aged Deckhands in Montluçon by Jeffrey Alfier / Artist: Allen Forest

Spent from walking, they stop at Cafe Le Prestige, / lean on a shared table, two men that oceans / once chained to the commerce of the world. / House and car keys jangle … (continue reading)

Untitled Poem
by Simon Perchik

Untitled Poem by Simon Perchik / Artist: Toby Penney

Row after row
—it’s your usual vineyard
overrun the way mourners

… (continue reading)

Little Colloquium by the Sea by Ted Deppe / Artist: Faisal Warsani

Because in a former life
     I worked twenty years as a nurse
          and never saw anyone

nail their exit so perfectly,
     … (continue reading)

Dear Christopher
by Merridawn Duckler

Dear Christopher by Merridawn Duckler

Don’t handle them, because they can spear with great precision, / stabbing both small aquatic animals and those / who build the magnificent bridges / and sky cathedrals … (continue reading)

The Tea Kettle Awaits the New Widow's Return by T.D. Walker / Artist: Sara Kirschner

The radio had heard it first: the death, off world, / leaving the test pilot a widow. The tea kettle’s AI / branches her possible entrances into the house … (continue reading)

Cutting Fields
by Lauren M. Davis

Cutting Fields by Lauren M. Davis / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Mr. Clarke and his only son
cut our hay field every year.
They know when to pull,
Knowing hay could scratch,
twine could snap … (continue reading)

Advice for Composters
by Alan S. Ambrisco

Advice for Composters by Alan S. Ambrisco / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Turn often.  Not too often.
Water occasionally to keep the bin hot,
like an 80s car-wash movie.
Alternate layers of hydrogen-rich
… (continue reading)

After the Full Moon
by Richard Weaver

After the Full Moon by Richard Weaver / Artist: Sara Kirschner

As I crawled through the bulrushes
around the lagoon’s edge
looking for a nest of grackles,
a hungry young pelican
… (continue reading)

Quinchao
by Timothy B. Dodd

Quinchao by Timothy B. Dodd / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Now the boats are lodged in meter mud / a sorry slant to our oystercatcher’s orange / snip, forsaken to the rain and rot. Change / has arrived — rushed onto this island … (continue reading)

Mosura
by Zana Previti

Mosura by Zana Previti

We are this animal together; one whole monster, inexact / as science and perfectly made. *Naoto builds the city below, / a complete world which exists without me … (continue reading)

Fortunes
by E.B. Schnepp

Fortunes by E.B. Schnepp / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Grandmother told the future in picked-apart / chicken bones, so no one would realize / she wasn’t eating dinner. / Twisting meat … (continue reading)

Seashells
by Liz N. Clift

Seashells by Liz N. Clift / Artist: Sara Kirschner

After the funeral, we found mold scumming / coffee left for days in the pot and bills pressed / between pages of books. We found … (continue reading)

Far from Ohio
by Carl Boon

Far from Ohio by Carl Boon / Artist: Sara Kirschner

In Florida I hauled laundry, / brushed palmetto fronds. But there was also / a black and yellow spider / watching me / from the edge of Apartment 10. / It watched me … (continue reading)

The Invention of Joy
by Ted Deppe

The Invention of Joy by Ted Deppe / Artist: Sara Kirschner

They’re often asked how they invented
such a thing, and to hear him

tell it, it had something to do with the time clocks … (continue reading)

Discussion on Dust
by Timothy B. Dodd

Discussion on Dust by Timothy B. Dodd / Artist: Sara Kirschner

Crammed between giant Atacama dunes / and Pacific waves, old nitrate dries / and rusts in occasional photographs / and Pisagua pigeon shit. Dust, as our old / barons knew … (continue reading)