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A few fine words
​(at least, only a few words!)

THEORY
I am going to try a showcase of poems to replace the "Duel". There will be one of mine here since I can find them easily and can rapidly copy them from one place to another. There will also be one featuring some other contemporary poet whose work I like, appropriately credited.
PROCESS 
I will change the poems frequently but not necessarily on a fixed schedule and encourage everyone to comment and to promote the readings on Twitter and other social media. I will also leave the rating widget so please show your applause (or disapproval).
PARTICIPATION
As with the Duel if you would like one of your poems featured, please reach out to me. I love to promote others' good works!
FINALLY
At the bottom will be a piece of flash fiction, sometimes mine, sometimes not.

As I Like It #26

Wonder

Winter night
A solitary farm field far from artificial light
Crystal clear icy air
Inky black sky covered with innumerable
Stars - red, blue, yellow, and white -
From stunningly bright to minimally faint.
A child
Lying on the snow, looking up
Finding the familiar constellations
Spying something new; wishing on a meteor
Unaffected by the cold
Rapt in wonder.
Forty years later
The same clear icy air and inky black sky
But
The artificial light intrudes
Making the fainter stars invisible
And the cold makes joint creak; unable
To lie and watch and wait for the meteor
Streaking past on its self-destructive spectacle
Yet
The wonder is still there
If only captured in a brief gaze and a longer memory.

by Greg Schroeder,  first published in Moments
Untitled

Crushed
By her too-high
Hopes again
She wasn't aiming
For the skies
The stars
Or the moon
At the top
Of the trees
Or the vertiginous
High notes
Of a tune
Just for a sprinkle
More energy
A whisper less sleep
To help her spirits
Climb up
From the deep

​By @moonbiscuitblog on Twitter

Flash Fiction

Henry had too big eyes and stubby Chicklet teeth. He always wore them stupid old man suspenders and he couldn't climb trees for shit. I shouldn't love Henry. I wouldn't love Henry. But here my heart didn't wanna go on beatin' without him.

by @K_Kibbee on Twitter

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