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  April 2013
volume 10 number 1
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  home   (archived)
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  Lytton Bell
  Catherine Berry
  Nick Bertelson
  Sir Mark Bruback
  Juhi Chowdhury
  Merrill Cole
  t. joseph dunn
  Richard Fein
  Dawnell Harrison
  Jerome Kiel
  Len Kuntz
  Agnes Marton
  Catfish McDaris
  david mclean
  Mark Murphy
  Martina Reisz Newberry
  Peter O'Niell
  Steve Pelcman
  Angel Uriel Perales
  Luke Prater
  Maryann Russo
  David Scriven
  John W Sexton
  Julia Stein
  Tim Tipton
  Danny Uebbing
  Wanda Vanhoy Smith
  Cindy Weinstein
  Alicia Winski
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Lytton Bell
April 2013



art by jeni bate

    Lytton Bell has published three books (A Path Before Winter, 1998; The Book of Chaps, 2002 and Nectar, 2011), won five poetry contests and performed at many local Northern California venues, including the Sacramento Poetry Center, Luna's Café, Beatnik Studios, Shine, Vox, Om Shan Tea, The Grass Valley Center for the Arts and The Book Collector, to name a few. Her work has appeared in over three dozen publications. Lytton's latest book Nectar, can be found on Amazon in eBook format (no, you don't need a Kindle!) for just $2.99. Ms. Bell earned a poetry scholarship to the Pennsylvania Governor's School for the Arts in 1988 and graduated Magna Cum Laude from Bryn Mawr College in 1993. She is a civil servant by day. E-mail her at
Lytton Bell




It used to cloy at me
too brazen in its display
too flirty, too flaunting
as if to mock the sullen and somber
tick-tock of my lifes colorless dwindling
Raucous birds singing up a symphony
Branches busting into frilly bloom
Buzz of bees, fat puffs of clouds
The sky an impossible, arrogant blue -
just to taunt me!

But things have changed
I left my lifes long winter
chewing through that gray cocoon
Now the Spring struggles to match my exuberance
as I run laughing and breathless through
the long green weeds
Burrs cling to my skirts
Mud clings to my soles
Ducks flap up into the bright air
startled by my clamor
Wasps circle my fragrant hair
Im my own season
just to taunt the Spring

copyright 2013 Lytton Bell