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Joni Lee

Joni Lee’s poems have appeared in PMS: Poemmemoirstory, Calyx: A Journal of Art and Literature by Women, Juked, H_NGM_N, and elsewhere. She is a Returned Peace Corps Volunteer and lives in Denver, Colorado, with her husband and fellow poet, Haines Eason.

Recent Work

Cushioned by a Wave

Joni Lee

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Water filled the house / when she died. Cardinals cooed to her / through glass while the basement drowned. / I swear her face blurred, / her head…

The Farm Floats, It Disappears

Joni Lee

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25,000 black-eyed Susans bloomed every summer / on the farm, but now the yard hoards / a Ford pick-up, a kitchen stove, and grandmother // is dead....

Late Summer, Missouri

Joni Lee

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Blotted with blue veins, grandma’s arms prop her head / up at the oak table. Grandpa plays “Amazing Grace” / in his underwear, his hands slender…

We Are All Drowsy

Joni Lee

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It’s difficult to sleep when desks / keep bumping into my dreams. / How long before students’ voices // stop bouncing off my forehead? / Their…

Against the Fear of Drowning

Joni Lee

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Best of all is to not hold on while gazing / at the water. It heaves, it swells into / the dock and would carry me over / the threshold. It’s…

Mapping

Joni Lee

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He and I mapped our failings, fingers tracing / where we threw our belongings / off the balcony. There’s the spot / / I cried along the…

When All Else Fails

Joni Lee

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There is always something in my way– / the memory of my mother and father talking / to the television, weather that traps me / / inside and…

Joni Lee

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The blue dress sobbed / above yellow skin. / / Even my panties rubbed / wrong. Vases of daffodils / / with their flimsy voice of / stay…

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The Fiction We Make Between Us

Marcus Myers

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Her Spiral Stairs / 1. / The brownstone spiraled a nautilus up to me / when she returned from her shift at the wine bar. / On the bed, I…

Revival

Haines Eason

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If, and when, / You remember / What you have / Not attended to, / Go. Or don’t. / Sit a spell. Wait / A while—it’s there / Yet : in…

Aeromancy

Haines Eason

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The town has lost its bell / With its fathers inside— / / What then is the ringing at / This funeral? Possibly I am / / Not…

Eye of the Horse

Haines Eason

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To the fence / Comes a mass—muscle. / / Evening falling red / Unto purple fields, / Of black trees, from blue roads. / / Symbol of…

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