Everything Should Be a Love Poem by Steven Concert

Everything Should Be a Love Poem

Awash in the warmth
of a morning sun’s sky,

row-on-row bloom
of white daffodils,

crunchy Cheerios
splashed with almond milk,

you inside a well-worn pair
of faded Levis,

deep inhaled scent
of sweet and sensuous lavender,

soft glow of a lighthouse
through coastal fog,

frivolity of a bubble wand
waved in summer sunshine,

open highway cruise
at 70 miles per hour,

pulse-through-my-chest beat
of rock -n- roll,

closeness
of a skin-to-skin hug,

glint of sand dollars half-buried
in dampened earth after high tide,

left-over lasagna
gently warmed in the oven,

orange kayak afloat on lake
hidden deep in Penn’s woods,

inhalation
of your manly sweat,

snow-covered everything
undisturbed the morning after,

smash-crash of glass
shattered on concrete,

each warm spoonful
of home-made sausage and lentil soup,

sensory deprivation immersion
into a Dali canvas,

paralysis of never-ending fear
of high places,

steamy mug of coffee
on a rainy afternoon,

gentle scratch of your facial hair
on my naked torso,

poetic verse
read before bedtime,

melatonin induced
relaxation,

cherished memories
of a life together,

revelry of truth
when it blindsides fiction,

silence of shared space
between soul mates,

the last rays of sun
in the evening sky.

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Queer American poet, Steven Concert has lived in the same small town for most of his life. He is a long-time member of the Pennsylvania Poetry Society as well as other state poetry organizations (OH, MN). His work has been published by Agates, Fixed & Free Quarterly, and the River Poets. Steven can be found on multiple social platforms: Facebook @ Paperless Poets, Blue Sky @PaperlessPoets.bsky.social, and Mastodon @PaperlessPoet

Steven is the author of three chapbooks—Too Blind to See (1996, reissued 2024), Standing in the Chaos (2006), No Mortar Required (2013)—and the full-length collection, Steer into the Skid (2022)

Love Poem by Kip Knott

Love Poem

The paper heart that I’ve carried in my chest
has finally caught fire. It’s burned for six nights
now. There’s no snuffing the white flames
that flicker up my throat. Arteries and veins cauterize,
bones sizzle, a network of fuses feeding one
explosion. My mind glows, a new star hot enough
to fuse atoms. These words are its radiation.

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Kip Knott’s writing has appeared or is forthcoming in The American Journal of Poetry, La Piccioletta Barca, Still: The Journal, and trampset. In addition, he is a regular monthly contributor to Versification. His debut book of poetry, Tragedy, Ecstasy, Doom, and so on, is currently available from Kelsay Books. His second full-length collection of poetry, Clean Coal Burn, is due in 2021, also from Kelsay Books. More of his work can be accessed at kipknott.com.