David Ngo What’s the Rush? In a pot prepared on burning beanstalks, the beans cry, “We are of the same root, what’s the rush to fry me? “This is a tanka version of the “Seven Steps Verse” (Chinese: 七步诗), a poem that is attributed to Cao Zhi. Here is a version found in Chapter 79 […]
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Eric Burke “An Abandoned Field”
This is the 8ᵗʰ anniversary of One Sentence Poems. Our first poem was by Eric Burke. We asked Eric to toss us a poem to publish on our anniversary, as we’ve done before on the journal’s anniversary. Thanks, Eric. And, thanks to everyone who submitted their work during these 8 years. Thanks to our readers, […]
Read MoreKell Nelson: Erasure of “The Velveteen Rabbit”
Kell Nelson Erasure of The Velveteen Rabbit Kell Nelson lives, works and rides a bike in Phoenix. “It’s the 100th anniversary of the publication of Margery Williams’ book “The Velveteen Rabbit,” he writes, “so I’ve returned to its pages to find other messages hidden within.”
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Kell Nelson Erasure of The Velveteen Rabbit Kell Nelson lives, works and rides a bike in Phoenix. “It’s the 100th anniversary of the publication of Margery Williams’ book “The Velveteen Rabbit,” he writes, “so I’ve returned to its pages to find other messages hidden within.”
Read MoreKell Nelson: Erasure of “The Velveteen Rabbit”
Kell Nelson Erasure of The Velveteen Rabbit Kell Nelson lives, works and rides a bike in Phoenix. “It’s the 100th anniversary of the publication of Margery Williams’ book “The Velveteen Rabbit,” he writes, “so I’ve returned to its pages to find other messages hidden within.”
Read MoreHowie Good “Asleep In Class” and “Author’s Bio”
Howie Good Asleep in Class I have heard it is bad luck to wake up a student who is asleep in class, and so I don’t, even though now he may never know that Picasso dressed like a pauper or that Bulgarians burn old used clothes for heat and fuel or that in years to […]
Read MoreSteve Klepetar “Poker Face”
Steve Klepetar Poker Face Beneath our enchanting facial expressions the skull always waits, poker face. Tomas Transtromer It holds eights and aces, lingers awhile over the last bet as the pot swells, ice clinks in the glasses, cigar smoke curls, and in the background a soft guitar, a woman singing about the endless road. Steve […]
Read MoreFrom the Editors
from the Editors Natalie Wolf has joined the editorial team at One Sentence Poems. In addition to reading and voting on submissions, Natalie is posting the poems on the website. Natalie is from Kansas, where she enjoys writing poetry and fiction and thinking about cats. Her poetry has appeared in Right Hand Pointing, I-70 Review, and Live Ideas. […]
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