http://www.literarybohemian.com words & wanderlust en editors@literarybohemian.com Copyright 2013 2013-03-05T07:03:04+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/vagabond-book-reviews/pages/homebodies/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/vagabond-book-reviews/pages/homebodies/ A line may turn a corner when you least expect it, taking you somewhere you had no idea you wanted to go (oh, but you do!) 2013-03-05T07:03:04+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/post-office-bay-by-jenny-williams/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/post-office-bay-by-jenny-williams/ You asked me to tell you the origin of faith: Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-02-27T10:40:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/drifters1/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/drifters1/ 2013-02-13T13:35:39+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/numbers-by-sonny-z/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/numbers-by-sonny-z/ A 3.5-hour plane ride to New York arriving at 4 o’clock eastern time. A 2-hour drive down the Jersey parkway to spend 1… Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-01-24T07:28:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-jim-burke/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-jim-burke/ Billy Collins stands meeting a line of fans who file slowly past with a sackful of questions. He is taking his time, courteous, as if he’s got… Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-01-22T20:55:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/the-parthenon/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/the-parthenon/ The perfection of the temple is based on imperfection, and no human eye can detect the trick. Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-01-17T18:13:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/last-minute-reservation-by-sachi-cote-kozel/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/last-minute-reservation-by-sachi-cote-kozel/ This room happened last-minute, as do all rooms like this. Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-01-09T16:00:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-maria-apichella/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-maria-apichella/ Steering round roads, flagged by associations I see pieces of bone in the hills, woven in grass and stony bristle along the paths; a… Issue 17 | March 2013 2013-01-03T15:36:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/a-common-language-by-leah-browning/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/a-common-language-by-leah-browning/ In the Emergency Room,  the man at the front desk read questions off a computer screen.  The woman whose back had seized up as… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-12-31T22:17:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/homecoming-by-dana-guthrie-martin/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/homecoming-by-dana-guthrie-martin/ Give me your filthy brick, your spent buildings crouched like bodies that turn their backs as I watch from the narrow bridge. I’d throw change at the… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-12-05T01:46:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/late-summer-by-anina-robb/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/late-summer-by-anina-robb/ At thirteen, I stayed in the valley with my Science teacher. Her son lifted me onto his leaning moped. He told me to hold him… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-12-02T14:01:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/saw-instrumental-by-henry-walters/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/saw-instrumental-by-henry-walters/ Rathlin Island, Northern Ireland Across the handsaw drawn—as across the world now seems—her fiddlebow—a whetting, whittling down to two dimensions—a plane edge-toothed as ocean’s own— horizon-fretted—wind aslant… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-11-26T01:55:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/marketplace-by-hala-alyan/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/marketplace-by-hala-alyan/ A quartet of chickens squawk and the smell is cinnamon and shit. One man calls out to me in Hebrew, another Arabic. Both carry crates.… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-11-25T16:04:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/on-the-way-to-udhagamandalam-II-by-c-s-bhagya/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/on-the-way-to-udhagamandalam-II-by-c-s-bhagya/ 1. Must we visit this temple? my daughter asks. From car to scabbed road on bare feet: each step              … Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-11-13T09:30:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/three-poems-by-r-l-swihart/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/three-poems-by-r-l-swihart/ Between Emily Carr and the orca topiary. The Empress. Perhaps the bees were sleeping. Morning, she said, smiling. Up early, he replied. Going to work? You could say… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-10-28T19:03:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/dusk-by-michelle-valois/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/dusk-by-michelle-valois/ You have lent me a fur coat that once belonged to your dead grandmother. Thick and brown, it falls below my knees. Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-10-18T16:29:10+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/cures-for-insomnia/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/cures-for-insomnia/ True it was snowy and there were small boulders in the stream, but the landscape did not appear dangerous to me, and this older woman chafed, telling me where I shouldn’t cross. Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-10-18T16:23:48+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/how-to-use-the-lonely-planet-guide-in-south-america/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/how-to-use-the-lonely-planet-guide-in-south-america/ Never try to do anything the way The Book says to do it. It is likely the rules, prices and routes have all changed since the articles were written—three months ago. Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-10-18T15:01:48+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-dalton-day/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-dalton-day/ a barn with a small tornado, spinning backwards first thing in the morning a bathtub filled with warm water a porch with daffodils growing through… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-10-14T19:10:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/eureka-california-by-dena-afrasiabi/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/eureka-california-by-dena-afrasiabi/ What were we looking for in that inn where Dad dragged us, that antique room belonging to long-faced loggers and their grim wives, … Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-10-09T05:04:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/a-clip-from-tomorrow-by-alex-greenberg/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/a-clip-from-tomorrow-by-alex-greenberg/ 1. Who saw us sitting here? Drunken with details, slumped over like cheap dolls on shelves. We’ve been watching the same news Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-10-08T13:33:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/body-threaded-by-liz-l-lyon/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/body-threaded-by-liz-l-lyon/ in London—Training on electric power through soft country air: the polyester seats are tartan-scratched with a yellow on blue. I’ve never been here – But two centuries… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-09-21T07:47:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/an-evening-in-the-hamptons-by-steven-borzynski/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/an-evening-in-the-hamptons-by-steven-borzynski/ My dahhhling, these are sweet potato greens, it’s like a super-sexy spinach leaf, of course it’s all the rage with local teens, and that’s Hawaiian sea salt… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-09-16T20:36:38+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-m-r-smith/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-m-r-smith/ On the night the Cuprum barn buckled, all day there had been nothing but mare’s tail clouds and dead quiet across the Seven Devils. There was the long… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-09-11T14:30:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-colin-dodds/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-colin-dodds/ the Pancake Houses and weekly-rate motels glowed like heaven built by unqualified creatures who’d underbid the job Old America, before the frontier congealed and… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-09-07T05:14:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/outside-by-lizi-gilad/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/outside-by-lizi-gilad/ After gallbladder surgery a plastic container filled with what had been taken: pebbles, round and black, solid as obsidian. Stunning, this new failing,… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-09-05T23:14:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/amsterdam-II-scarring-the-plate-rimas-uzgiris/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/amsterdam-II-scarring-the-plate-rimas-uzgiris/ —at the Rembrandt House Museum We walked into etched graven acid bath plates of cut up copper in the house decked out with wandering poison peddlers three trees Jesus cloudy… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-09-04T21:53:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/teksi-by-nigel-barto/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/teksi-by-nigel-barto/ Hijab jilbab Boys with pressed hair Mak nyahs wearing saris smile as I pass near. Twin Towers, King’s Palace Old new Versace Prada Juicy… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-09-01T04:17:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/ponte-dei-sospiri-by-sarah-james/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/ponte-dei-sospiri-by-sarah-james/ In a small siding of The Doge’s Palace, away from the heavy oil paintings, leakage of audioguide headphones and babel of tourists pecking for historic… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-08-24T14:47:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-pink-apartment-by-pui-ying-wong/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-pink-apartment-by-pui-ying-wong/ Sai Kung It was a low rise building. The smell of cooked garlic lingered between the floors, laughter bursting from the radios… Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-08-22T01:09:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/bridge-to-deer-isle-by-garrin-riggin/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/bridge-to-deer-isle-by-garrin-riggin/ Within summer’s darkened glade; snaking earth’s brittle edge. Stand, above green needle maze: bones of the sentry. Swaying mantis; wire and steel Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-08-15T19:15:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-leaf-cutter-ants-by-pepper-trail/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-leaf-cutter-ants-by-pepper-trail/ Aloft in our jaws we hold the world Disassembled, slice by slice, into pieces Fitted to our use, carried forward Blindly, one behind the other, in a… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-08-05T05:01:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/containments-by-stephen-bunch/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/containments-by-stephen-bunch/ Man-bends-to-Earth: to pray or to bury. Forty thousand acres of forest combust, but the mind rests on the mallows’ blooms in the alley off the plaza, mountains Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-08-03T14:57:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-mary-beth-oconnor/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-mary-beth-oconnor/ The foreigners were so blunt, so completely unembarrassed about their offspring, even though you had to get them outside first thing, clean up their messes, etc. And these children were… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-07-23T19:26:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-laurie-byro-2012/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-laurie-byro-2012/ There is no mirror in Jerusalem. Before my mother had a hole cut into her belly, before she got the cancer that hissed and snaked through her insides, I… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-07-05T18:46:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/elsewhere-by-michael-bazzett/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/elsewhere-by-michael-bazzett/ There they are, sitting patiently in canvas tents, playing cards at makeshift tables, eating adequate food distributed from the mouths of semi-trailers, including twenty pound blocks… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-06-30T17:21:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/always-the-tiger/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/always-the-tiger/ To the visitor: Many tigers reside here. Be patient. If you don’t see a tiger today, rest assured the tiger has seen you. Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-06-28T11:00:10+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/in-south-beach-by-miriam-levine/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/in-south-beach-by-miriam-levine/ What’s the point of keeping dracaena marginata up north? It won’t flower in a million years; you’ll never see vulvate buds peel back to starry composites… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-06-25T15:10:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/rambling/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/rambling/ A light rain falls on the trail I tread, an ancient peddler route that stretches a day’s walk from an inland village to a dying hamlet teetering at the edge of the Baltic Sea. Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-06-16T11:53:48+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/nostalgia-by-benjamin-bouvet-bosclair/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/nostalgia-by-benjamin-bouvet-bosclair/ A friend reminds you it takes seven years to digest gum. You swallow it and grin, all to uphold your reprobate image. Issue 17 | March 2013 2012-06-15T01:27:02+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-excerpts-by-anne-germanacos/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-excerpts-by-anne-germanacos/ He comes up the wide marble stairway and says: the place is teeming with Shin Bet. They are a pair. (Sometimes she needs to take a juicy bite.) *… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-06-11T14:48:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/dog-years-by-katharine-coles/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/dog-years-by-katharine-coles/ When I’m home, she follows me floor to floor Without complaint, lugging fifteen year-old bones, Settling once she knows again where we are. Now I’m gone, she… Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-06-10T01:03:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/invitation-by-william-kelley-woolfitt/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/invitation-by-william-kelley-woolfitt/ Infrequently, I let myself long for a companion, the clasp of a hand, the cadences of my mother tongue. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-06-06T12:17:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/rhinoceri-by-bonnie-bishop/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/rhinoceri-by-bonnie-bishop/ I could easily have mistaken them for boulders but they are moving, slowly, steadily moving.  Through binoculars, I see their horns and huge rectangular heads, their grinding jaws. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-06-04T10:16:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/marys-cruise/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/marys-cruise/ The discount tickets were a wedding present from her parents. When the engagement ended badly, Mary exchanged them for one first-class. Issue 16 | October 2012 2012-05-31T01:39:10+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/paengaroa-skype-fishing-by-mary-scheurer/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/paengaroa-skype-fishing-by-mary-scheurer/ I’m pressing t-shirts: black, worn to grey, smoothing suspense till your voice-call. My eyes drift into a leaden middle-distance. The Philips Super-Glide sputters steam until a… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-05-12T08:24:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/eiffel-tower-by-karen-greenbaum-maya/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/eiffel-tower-by-karen-greenbaum-maya/ An experienced tourist wants to get lost in Paris. It’s not easy. The Eiffel Tower always shows up unexpectedly, sticking out from chestnut trees, floating over McDonald’s golden arches, thrusting like a glimpse of a woman’s haunch between Belle Époque buildings. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-04-24T08:30:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/gift-of-nous-by-jessica-morey-collins/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/gift-of-nous-by-jessica-morey-collins/ The scarab stares up at the sun, despairing. The dry air electrifies. This way or that crackles at knife’s edge. Sand swirls up to the… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-04-11T16:41:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/taking-the-first-shot-by-tim-suermondt/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/taking-the-first-shot-by-tim-suermondt/ I thought of Galileo’s globe, how he used it for inspiration and the second his fingers touch the Indian Ocean I let my shot go, giving… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-04-06T00:59:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/an-ancient-citizens-tweets-by-sandra-sidman-larson/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/an-ancient-citizens-tweets-by-sandra-sidman-larson/ Athena, your temple has collapsed. Crazy people are trying to piece it together but I have no heart to tell them they’re centuries too late. Eroded gods in a state… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-30T18:46:35+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-museum-of-gug-by-terese-svoboda/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-museum-of-gug-by-terese-svoboda/ Mix it yourself, Peggy G. suggests, drip it until you’re depressed or priapic, whichever Guggenheim mold you want to magic. The fields ripple off the mountains… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-30T15:41:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/blackout-by-joanna-grant/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/blackout-by-joanna-grant/ Khost, Afghanistan In the blackout sometimes I think I’m walking down the left hand side of the road ringing the base. Where it’s safe. They… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-29T00:34:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/theft/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/theft/ A paperback edition of poems in English translation by the Polish poet Wislawa Szymborska had vanished. My stubby little Collins French/English dictionary—gone. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-28T00:19:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/roman-haiku-by-richard-kenney/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/roman-haiku-by-richard-kenney/ Columnar sunlight Aslant across the curve, moves: Mortar and pestle. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-24T00:00:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/long-distance-with-camel-by-carol-light/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/long-distance-with-camel-by-carol-light/ After the sweet trifles of epistolary salaamat, the verbal décolletage, the petal blizzard, and smoke signals of smoldering frankincense comes the long afternoon wobble … Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-20T20:58:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-nina-bahadur/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-nina-bahadur/ with the things that happened and the bad words and the stupor and three days with the blinds down with the ten-dollar coffee maker and the… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-03-12T03:39:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/talus-by-claire-keyes/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/talus-by-claire-keyes/ In the story Katherine tells, she’s lied to a boy she loves, and he’s too young and smitten to have doubts about her hiking skills.  Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-02-28T21:03:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/the-silhouette-artist/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/the-silhouette-artist/ He was the pool of darkness beyond a street lamp, the oil slick on a puddle, the smudged mascara that branded the prostitutes’ cheeks as they trudged back and forth, back and forth beneath my window. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-02-27T18:19:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/buttons-by-jennifer-faylor/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/buttons-by-jennifer-faylor/ When she loves someone it’s the worst— they wake each morning to find a new button sewn to their jacket, until one day they’re covered in brightly colored bits of plastic and metal, the occasional pearl button swimming with city light. Issue 14 | February 2012 2012-02-15T12:08:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/walls/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/walls/ The Bolivian government decides not to spend the 22,000 dollars that the U.S. spends on each prisoner annually. The prisoners work, buy their own meals and other daily needs. Nothing is free.  Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-01-30T02:56:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/xavier-meets-the-wall/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/xavier-meets-the-wall/ She didn’t tell me she was Jewish, Xavier said, slurping some of his beer. I didn’t know until her funeral. Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-01-24T22:24:19+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/USA-an-excerpt-by-elisabeth-blair/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/USA-an-excerpt-by-elisabeth-blair/ I.   We the people come from all places. We don’t talk to each other, or maybe we say, my God, would you look at that,… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-01-22T05:39:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/teresa-of-avila-by-william-kelley-woolfitt/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/teresa-of-avila-by-william-kelley-woolfitt/ 1910: Tamanrasset, Hoggar, Algeria The soul is a conglomerate of crystals, Teresa wrote, a castle of many rooms.  I fear mine is not so clear, or orderly,… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-01-09T22:36:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/views-from-above-by-corrina-bain/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/views-from-above-by-corrina-bain/ I tell my friend that I cannot stop writing about your mouth. That no matter the terror or war or issue I sit down to… Issue 15 | June 2012 2012-01-09T05:56:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/after-your-funeral-by-jennifer-faylor/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/after-your-funeral-by-jennifer-faylor/ I am dark with foreign numbers, the confusion of cartoon-currency, the strange way these new people move their mouths. Too much spit whistling past… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-12-07T04:17:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/delphi-by-bonnie-bishop/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/delphi-by-bonnie-bishop/ One day in this dry heat and we’re already light-headed, what with the gigantic cleft in the mountainside, the double rainbow, constant tinkle of bells… Issue 15 | June 2012 2011-12-06T14:51:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-karen-greenbaum-maya/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-karen-greenbaum-maya/ August, Munich Heat floats up off sidewalks wide enough for troop movements. Eiskaffe buzz lets me go blank. After two tall ones, I can’t think. The… Issue 15 | June 2012 2011-12-06T06:09:27+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-sean-edgley/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-sean-edgley/ Београд  off-white city     of   red Cyrillic   Teenagers gather   around an oxidizing horse   in front of the opera house Nubile lip gloss… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-11-29T21:20:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/five-views-of-guanajuato-by-athena-kildegaard/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/five-views-of-guanajuato-by-athena-kildegaard/ 1 Pedro, or Juan, or Jorge builds a stranger’s house. He rides the blue-and-green third-class bus into the city, walks six blocks, sets a nylon… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-11-21T02:56:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/painter-by-ricky-garni/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/painter-by-ricky-garni/ We listen when he picks up the brush. And then we watch when he puts it down. When he falls down, we gasp. When he gets up, if he does,… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-11-17T04:33:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/goya-by-trent-nutting/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/goya-by-trent-nutting/ Amidst the museum’s tomb and mineral-penny smell of stone, we unstilled stagnant air with fluttered maps and beelined to Goya, whose dark cartoon … Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-11-15T14:55:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/five-poems-by-timothy-kercher/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/five-poems-by-timothy-kercher/ Then, I placed my faith in resurrection of walls, the naïve holy water aspergillum sprinkle to rebirth a village. I stood Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-11-05T22:43:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/love-in-the-time-of-facebook/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/love-in-the-time-of-facebook/ This star-crossed love starts on a whim: Nurul Bergeral searches Facebook from an internet cafe in Sumbawa, Indonesia, wondering if anyone shares her unusual name.  Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-10-31T10:26:54+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/escape-on-the-canal/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/escape-on-the-canal/ 5:30 – Wake your students with the Chinese national anthem. 6:00 – Morning exercises. 6:30 – Breakfast. 7:00 – Class. Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-15T15:02:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/other-than-by-dana-guthrie-martin/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/other-than-by-dana-guthrie-martin/ I had my life once, where the branches of an oak met in the shape of a divergent letter L. I had it up there, playing sentinel above the… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-13T22:30:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-mary-kovaleski-byrnes/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-mary-kovaleski-byrnes/ after Richard Hugo   You’re in the middle, row house with a low slung porch. Daisy-print house dress, coal bucket, cricket dusk, hair… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-12T20:47:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/berlin-by-sy-margaret-baldwin/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/berlin-by-sy-margaret-baldwin/ 1 Flanking the museum entrance are two smoke-blackened, headless figures. Their heads were lost in the war. Their mouths are lying open somewhere like small caves in the… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-10T00:04:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/renewing-my-passport-by-michael-t-young/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/renewing-my-passport-by-michael-t-young/ Every day I have to decide when to cut over to Broadway, as if choosing a theme, maybe the expedient dash up Fulton Street bordered… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-09-08T20:33:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/barcelona-by-lisa-marie-basile/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/barcelona-by-lisa-marie-basile/ I I am walking to Montjuic with midnight in my hand. I expect she will kiss me long after the flamenco dancers leave. II Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-09-08T20:21:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-changing-of-the-flowers-by-jennifer-saunders/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/the-changing-of-the-flowers-by-jennifer-saunders/ Every year I try to catch the day, the hour – I watch my Swiss neighbors for some sign announcing the Changing of the Flowers, that day… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-08T08:05:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-ken-turner/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-ken-turner/ It’s the absence of sound that startles. Punjabi blackbirds chatter like jackals but even they fall silent at this gap, the only way to get there from… Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-09-03T07:19:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/the-enemy-tree/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/the-enemy-tree/ Some of the faces have Xed out eyes. Others look like demons. A few remind me of stooges. Who are these people? Issue 14 | February 2012 2011-08-18T21:56:16+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/meeting-an-old-lover-by-paige-riehl/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/meeting-an-old-lover-by-paige-riehl/ In Australia I’m jet lagged and waiting on the hotel bed trying not to mess my hair and wondering what he’ll think: thirteen more years sketched around my eyes,… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-08-02T18:07:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/from-the-great-plains-to-the-bosporus-how-two-private-libraries-converged/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/travel-notes/article/from-the-great-plains-to-the-bosporus-how-two-private-libraries-converged/ I will be among those who mourn the passing of bookshelves, bookends, bookstores, and other compound words beginning with “book,” but more than anything I will mourn the loss of private libraries that allow us to guess at the hidden depths of a person by perusing their bookshelves. Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-26T21:54:04+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/avignonnaise/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/avignonnaise/ People title themselves in Avignon.  Where you are from is of the upmost importance; everything else is secondary.  If you are Avignonnaïse, that is current.  But where are you from?  Where is your past? Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-26T06:46:56+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/felicitations-by-casey-thayer/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/felicitations-by-casey-thayer/ When he fans rail passes from her purse, she is attacked by knots. Dawn. Horses below breathing smoke. Wet-nosed. Skittish. She could, maybe, delay for a day. Empty… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-25T02:11:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/suppose-you-were-a-clone-by-rachel-bunting/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/suppose-you-were-a-clone-by-rachel-bunting/ of yourself. Not a robot, nothing metal: just a simple skin- and-bones kind of clone. A miracle of science. The office is a tired place, gunmetal grey walls… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-18T21:39:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-laura-sobbott-ross/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-laura-sobbott-ross/ News Headline     Poppy Fields of Tasmania When the joey’s jaw had grown enough to unclench from his mother’s swollen teat, he… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-03T01:40:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/turnover-by-suzanne-marie-hopcroft/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/turnover-by-suzanne-marie-hopcroft/ Autumn and my tin can was enough, stray pebbles from the drive rattling as I rolled it all ridges and grooves between my knees in … Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-06-01T16:49:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/prayer-boats-by-richard-schiffman/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/prayer-boats-by-richard-schiffman/ Ganges quits the range of endless snow here at Hardwar, where foothills splay their toes upon the plain, the river’s glacial milk seethes. Prayer is… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-05-25T14:24:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/one-night-on-lake-bled-by-sonya-bilocerkowycz/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/one-night-on-lake-bled-by-sonya-bilocerkowycz/ You ice-skate beef bits about the frying pan with a tin fork. I sit and hope to taste the lardy smell. Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-05-22T20:57:25+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/wichita-wedding-by-john-f-buckley-and-martin-ott/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/wichita-wedding-by-john-f-buckley-and-martin-ott/ The straggly band wants another hundred bucks in case the reception lasts past midnight, as it looks like it might. Dust in the Wind doesn’t play itself. The… Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-05-19T02:37:22+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-sarah-j-sloat/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-sarah-j-sloat/ I misplace my passport and almost to the Danish border I rush to turn my vitals into a story relevant for crossings. I come from… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-05-17T16:59:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-janice-d-soderling/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-janice-d-soderling/ At six a.m. we walk the forest path, Hilda—the Stockholm pooch—and I. She trots and sniffs confused, confronted by the math of moss and grass, a dog’s… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-05-07T09:57:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-andrew-kuhn/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-andrew-kuhn/ After the last of him, it was good to go away. Change the sky—just like that. Thorn scrub, lizards, mystery pieces of rotting fruit knew… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-04-21T03:00:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/before-you-go-by-deborah-diemont/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/before-you-go-by-deborah-diemont/ Where the moon’s a canoe on a slate-blue lake, and the chirr of cicadas loose violin strings, the clouds of uncountable butterfly wings confuse things. A phrase… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-04-12T14:52:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/legacy/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/postcard-prose/postcard/legacy/ I wake up with Khrushchev’s brass left eye staring me down. His look is angry, as if I’m the one who extracted half his nose Issue 13 | September 2011 2011-04-09T18:43:25+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/prairie-sure-by-carol-light/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/prairie-sure-by-carol-light/ Would I miss the way a breeze dimples the butter-colored curtains on Sunday mornings, or nights gnashed by cicadas and thunderstorms? The leaning gossip, the half-alive… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-03-22T21:43:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/new-york-craigslist-personals-missed-connections-by-megan-falley/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/new-york-craigslist-personals-missed-connections-by-megan-falley/ you were last seen walking through a field of pianos. no. a museum of mouths. in the kitchen of a bustling restaurant, cracking eggs and releasing doves. no. eating glow… Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-03-22T07:18:15+00:00 http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-kendall-l-witherspoon/ http://www.literarybohemian.com/poetry/poem/two-poems-by-kendall-l-witherspoon/ Five of us pack like small ass fish in Ricky’s rattletrap work van, barrel up that skinny pass, battling past neon seduction where we sucked Issue 12 | June 2011 2011-03-07T06:24:15+00:00