One Sentence Poems

William Cullen Jr. Perspective A still frog is staring at the vanishing point where a fly disappears only to turn up again in the watercolor. William Cullen Jr., a veteran who works in social services in New York City, has recently had his poetry appear in Frogpond, Halfway Down the Stairs and Modern Haiku.   […]

William Cullen Jr. Just Before Going to Sleep In a world of constant information from TV’s, cell phones and PC’s the man sitting on a park bench just feeding the birds with crumbs from a sandwich on his lunch break is the only news I recall from today. William Cullen Jr., a veteran who works […]

William Cullen Jr Thunderstorm in a WWI Cemetery On the hill the rows of graves keep going over the top as the lightning flashes. William Cullen, Jr., a veteran who works at a non­profit in New York City,. has had his poetry appear in Asimov’s Science Fiction, Christian Science Monitor, Four and Twenty, Rose Red Review, Poppy Road Review and Wild Goose Poetry Review.

William Cullen Jr. Fishing on Easter Leaping heavenward the trout has the grace to miss a fly well cast. William Cullen Jr., a veteran who works at a social services non-profit in Brooklyn NY, has published in Camroc Press Review,  Gulf Stream, Pirene’s Fountain, Right Hand Pointing, Spillway, Wild Goose Poetry Review and Word Riot.

William Cullen Jr. Rapture As the moon crosses the sun fireflies briefly appear like souls set free from the dark earth. Tanka A hawk skims the trees as a squirrel’s mad dash through the oaks shakes loose yellow leaves marking its escape down the block one step ahead of the night. William Cullen, Jr., a veteran […]

William Cullen Jr. The Bowler Rolls a Strike Releasing the ball his hand continues upward like he’s saluting the formation standing steadfast to the end.   William Cullen Jr., a veteran who works at a non-profit in Brooklyn NY, has published in Camroc Press Review, Gulf Stream, Pirene’s Fountain, Right Hand Pointing, Spillway, Wild Goose Poetry […]