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  November 2014
volume 11 number 2
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  L. Ward Abel
  Veronica An
  Jonathan Beale
  Jack G. Bowman
  Jennifer Bradpiece
  Matt Burns
  Don Kingfisher Campbell
  Joey Capone
  Rachael Kelechi Caulker
  Beverly M. Collins
  Donelle Dreese
  Elisabeth Adwin Edwards
  Eli Eshaghian
  Amelia Fleetwood
  Jake Fleshner
  Elliott Gabay
  Tony Gloeggler
  John Grey
  Hedy Habra
  Dave Houston
  Mikel K
  Franklin Lafayette King
  Daniel Lambert
  Anthony Langford
  Kevin LeMaster
  Gary Maggio
  Michael Malota
  M. Frias May
  Robbi Nester
  Suzanne O'Connell
  James G Piatt
  Kevin Ridgeway
  Walter Ruhlmann
  Ethan Sassouni
  LB Sedlacek
  Lisa Segal
  Jake Sheff
  Apryl Skies
  Carol Smallwood
  Paul Tristram
  Philomena van Rijswijk
  Wanda Vanhoy Smith
  Ellen Webre
  Denise R. Weuve
  M√Ćesser Yeniay
 
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L. Ward Abel
November 2014
   

 

bio


photo by michelle mazzetti

    L. Ward Abel, poet, composer and performer of music, teacher, retired lawyer, lives in rural Georgia, has been published hundreds of times in print and online, and is the author of Peach Box and Verge (Little Poem Press, 2003), Jonesing For Byzantium (UK Authors Press, 2006), The Heat of Blooming (Pudding House Press, 2008), Torn Sky Bleeding Blue (erbacce-Press, 2010), American Bruise (Parallel Press, 2012), Cousins Over Colder Fields (Finishing Line Press, 2013), and Roseorange (Flutter Press, 2013).
L. Ward's website waabel@aol.com

   

 

The Gray Tree

Below the backpasture
along the woodline
part of a green fifty foot wall
is one towering gray statue
shed of all leaves. Just
a season ago it was
indistinguishable from
the others. Now
it's a tree we don't like
to talk about. As you drive
up my gravel way you see
lushness and grasses and water
and now the stricken giant.
But there it is without mention
down near a wet-weather crease
just before an old gone gate
which passing through you will
see again on the
circleback.

copyright 2014 L. Ward Abel