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Gale Acuff, 5 poems

Acuff has had poetry published in Ascent, Coe Review, McNeese Review, Adirondack Review, Weber: The Contemporary West, Maryland Poetry Review, Florida Review, South Carolina Review, Carolina Quarterly, Arkansas Review, Poem, South Dakota Review, and many other journals. He has authored three books of poetry: Buffalo Nickel (BrickHouse Press, 2004), The Weight of the World (BrickHouse, 2006), and The Story of My Lives (BrickHouse, 2008)

The World's Most Fearsome Creature One day when I die I'll go to Heaven for at least a little while, long enough to meet God abd learn where I'll spend my life after death. Miss Hooker says so and she's my Sunday School teacher and they wouldn't let her tell us children such unless she knew what she was talking about, which means what the Bible's talking about, I guess, not that I've read it all or even much --that's what Sunday School's for, my weekly dose of the Holy Ghost and all. If I've been good I get to sta…

Uzoma Ginikachi, verse

‘i've known death’

i've known death

and he’s a great teacher

more than the life you boast about


the mortal enemy of pain

the eternal benefactor of life

the teacher who teaches life to teach


he knows what it feels to be

what it feels not to be

and he feels them both


i've known death

because I have died

and if this is what it means to die

then death is more honourable than breath













‘To whom it may concern’

It isn’t a serious matter

that my life ends today

because it hasn’t been a serious life itself


it ends today “officially”

because it had ended 3 months ago

and that was a technical stop


mom died,

(nothing to be mild about now)

and dad doesn’t want to quit drinking

and mom had died because dad was drunk

there’s no time to give you the details

cos my pistol is running out of patience

but you must know

that dad raped my mom on her sick bed

because he was drunk


mom died with my life

and now she beckons me

to keep her company beyond the clouds

and I need her more than anything here

cos there’s no rainbow on the s…

Hongri Yuan, Golden Giant

Hongri Yuan, born in China in 1962, is a poet and philosopher interested particularly in creation. Representative works include Platinum City, Gold City, Golden Paradise , Gold Sun and Golden Giant. His poetry has been published in the UK, USA ,India ,New Zealand, Canada and Nigeria Golden Giant
Written by Chinese Poet Hongri Yuan Translated by Yuanbing zhang
Who is sitting in the heaven and staring at me? Who is sitting in the golden palace of tomorrow? Who is smilling? The golden staff in his hand Flashing the dazzling light Ah, the flashes of lightning Interweaved over my head I walked into a crystal corridor of the time I want to open The doors of gold Lines of words in the sun Singing to me in the sky I want to find The volumes of gold poems On the shores of the new century To build the city of gold
Laozi with rosy cheek and white hair Smiling at me in the clouds A phoenix danced trippingly And carried in a book of gold
Lines of mysterious words Made my eyes drunken Countless giant figures Came towards…