Author: Constance Brewer
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Poem Renaissance – Bethany Tap
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. The Good Nightby Bethany TapIt is the whir of thoughts like old-time ticker tape, a…
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Poem Renaissance – M. Benjamin Thorne
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. What if Superman Wore Payesby M. Benjamin ThorneHe came to us, refugee in a burning…
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Poem Renaissance – Mary Padgen Michna
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. Joyby Mary Padgen MichnaThe field lay barren,erased to an empty pageunder a pale blue morning…
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Poem Renaissance – Suzanne Edison
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. in/tract/able :: what cannot be touchedby Suzanne Edisona rampage, ramped up for the ages—eras—this area.…
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Poem Renaissance – Alexis Rhone Fancher
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. Don’t Washby Alexis Rhone Fancher“I’m returning in three days. Don’t wash.”* I touch myself so…
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Poem Renaissance – Mona Anderson
Gyroscope Review is celebrating National Poetry Month with a Poem Renaissance, a review of previously published poems looking for new life and new views. Every day through May 20th, a new poem to fall in love with all over again. Smittenby Mona AndersonWhen I saw him kneelingin the dirt patch on the front lawnhead bent…
