selected past writing at 42opus


You Have Made a Career of Not Listening by KIKI PETROSINO

I have stood beside you, saying this, as you reach into the cupboard for another stack of dry noodles. You eat them with the dead still on, with the sticky deadness still on…

9 December 2005 | poetry, prose poem, editors' select, best new poets 2006


I Want You Cadenza: A Male Poem While Listening to Elvis Costello by CHAD FARIES

It's knowing that you're not

after only guessing—

The first thing that comes to mind

is a mute child with a sonar detector…

2 December 2001 | poetry


Summer by JOHN CLARE

Come we to the summer, to the summer we will come,

For the woods are full of bluebells and the hedges full of bloom,

And the crow is on the oak a-building of her nest,

And love is burning diamonds in my true lover's breast…

28 August 2007 | poetry, classic, rhyme


from West Pullman by CAROLYN GUINZIO

Father Latta held a quarter

in one of his two closed hands.

Which hand? He was quietly telling

jokes to pictures of dead pastors…

2 September 2004 | poetry


Song on May Morning by JOHN MILTON

Now the bright morning-star, Day's harbinger,

Comes dancing from the East, and leads with her

The flowery May, who from her green lap throws

The yellow cowslip, and the pale primrose.

1 May 2009 | poetry, classic, rhyme

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