MICROPOETRY
ART/LOVE/SOMETHING ELSE
by Jeff Howard

There in the sunlight it proclaims:
See?
There are no absolutes
Absolutely none
The mind flaps and flutters
in the breeze
and is both cloth and breeze
It is rope
and pole
and color
and the old man
on the corner
watching
Jeff Howard is an environmental analyst, poet, and would-be novelist living in the Columbia River valley by way of the Allegheny River valley, the Connecticut River valley, the Mississippi River valley, and valleys between and beyond. Most of his poetry, which has appeared in Green Ink, The Thinking Republic, and elsewhere, is a Buddhism-inflected meditation on the continuum of consciousness in an era of ecological-tailspin-amid-ecological-belonging.

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From The Lit eZine Desk
Page 2
POETRY
Feeding Monsters
Page 3
POETRY
Gradual Erosion
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POETRY
Floating Ghosts
Page 5
POETRY
Harder Now
Page 6
POETRY
A Future Returning
Page 7
POETRY
To Fill In The Blanks
Page 8
POETRY
Lost Poem
Page 9
POETRY
When You Feel You Need to Return Yourself Within 28 Days of Purchase
Page 10
POETRY
Of What Could Be
Page 11
POETRY
Living in the Conditional
Page 12
POETRY
Art/Love/Something Else
Page 13
POETRY
An Autumn Leaf
Page 14
POETRY
We Should Talk About This Obsession (I)
Page 15
FICTION
To Be Sickled
Page 16
FICTION
The Other
Page 17
FICTION
So You Want To Write A Movie
Page 18
FICTION
Vern
Page 19
FICTION
Home Smart Home
Page 20
FICTION
Ballpark Estimate
Page 21
INSIGHTS
On the Pursuit of Happiness
Page 22
INSIGHTS
How to Write a Best Seller
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INSIGHTS
Fishing For Words
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PICTURE PROMPT
Raindrops
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Meet The Team
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