Featured Poetry
“Has Anyone Had Fun Yet?”
A Virtual Poetry (Micro)Chap by Ace Boggess
Ace Bogges delivers six poems in this virtual (micro)chap “Has Anyone Had Fun Yet?” that range from brutal observations of life to reflections on the isolative nature of a burgeoning world. YOU MUST READ THIS!!!
This mini-chap will vanish into the ether upon publication of The Argyle’s fourth issue in July 2024. Read NOW before it disappears.
Four Poems
by Jay S. Carson
“Your mother left you
and is not coming back.
Stop waiting at the door
for the long-lost cat.”
Hunter Gatherer
by Tom Stuckey
“it seems i'm always trying to stay on top of life that wants to live.”
Four Poems
by Megan Cartwright
“I am the ancient one who
carries the world upon her back,
mother of infinite regress.”
Three Poems
by Evalyn Lee
“A sign reads: Give us
a call today. Be prepared to stop. Trees,
stripped of foliage, cut like mile markers in the sun.”
First Time
by Stephen Michael Whitter
“My dreams and nocturnal awakenings made
fifty years ago, could have been last night.”
Two Poems
by Ace Boggess
“We dance
because music plays loudest in empty rooms.”
White
by Bill Garten
“…there are no dinner guests here…”
Five Poems
by Mercedes Lawry
“…how many in the zone
of tolerance, until the moon
fractures, the valleys collapse?
Three Poems
by Tempest Miller
“I go to sleep early
and my heart thumps the whole bed
searching for the poet’s passion…”
Two Poems
by Mark Belair
“you’re an extra in your life / others play the leading roles / your credit at the end will read / waiter #4”
Four Poems
by Thomas McDade
“Cherubs flash on
Federal Housing bricks
Fuzz choppers searching
Their lights responsible
Some call them guiding”
Four Poems
by Jim Stewart
“…when crushed, its blood ages and
ferments to an elixir that
might bond us to the universe.
Or kill us.”
Two Poems
by Brandon Shane
“God had brought us together; this man my priest,
and for once I began to follow…”
Two Poems
by Lynn Hoggard
“Watching the room darken,
I could feel my breath
slowing, more shallow
each time.”
Two Poems
by Sharon Kennedy-Nolle
“Mothers solder to their children.
But when a child comes home
in a crate, locomotive leaden—
unloaded cargo, tagged to a bill of lading
it’s no if, then, or maybes.”
Five Poems
by Bruce Morton
“Bing-bing—lights flash, bells ring-ring…”
Three Poems
by Damon Hubbs
“We eat psychocandy and gaze at our shoes
long before you disappear to study British Romanticism…”
Where I Went Instead
by Donna L. Emerson
“Magnolia, the only tree born
before the bees, ninety-five million years
ago. Undifferentiated flower parts, Deum de Deo.”
Coffee and Oranges
by Suzanne O’Connell
“There’s a green chair on the deck I never sit in.
The chair once had dreams of accommodation,
but they were never realized.”
Four Poems
by Grant Shimmin
“The moon is the white curve of a fingernail
as I ponder why it’s pinned to space blue…”
The Argyle presents…
Nerve Center
A Virtual Poetry (Micro)Chap by Tempest Miller
Surreal and deliciously strange, Tempest Miller’s virtual (micro)chap Nerve Center will obliterate your equilibrium and flood your brain with dopamine. YOU MUST READ THIS!!!
This mini-chap will vanish into the ether upon publication of The Argyle’s fourth issue in July 2024. Read NOW before it disappears.