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flies

Sundaze: Assassin of the flies

I can't be the only one facing major fly problem right now. You would think rainy and cooler weather in August would be a...
broken

An appeal to a broken relationship

Broken! by Nelson Vincent Ayomitunde Salty waters drip Like the pours from a leaking keg And adorn the soil Like adun¹ I will go back to where we begun our...
longing to bud

Sundaze: ‘Longing to bud’

Longing to bud by James Coburn Blue in faint light Your warmth lingers beyond cold night, so familiar to sky. Remember the gardens there, an undergrowth to collect our days. This...
hot summer love

Sundaze: Hot summer love

With Oklahoma temperatures tickling triple digits, NonDoc has devoted its last two Sundaze poems to the topic of ardor for the opposite sex. Here's to...
bookstores

Of bookstores and ignorance: ‘How do you know?’

I read it in a letter to the editor of what used to be called a “journal of opinion” — a letter concerning an...
drug war

Sundazed: Medical marijuana and the Drug War

Comic First Poems Second Drug War Delenda Est by Derek Geiger Black Lives Matter, While white thoughts scatter As they search for a retort. Hear the chatter, Ignore blood splatter, Longing for their day in...
Saturday afternoon tailgate

Photos: A Saturday afternoon in September

NORMAN, Okla. — Saturday, Sept. 17, was a busy day in Norman. Probably no one consulted with Bob Stoops about it being a good day for...
poems from Kuwait

Poems from Kuwait: ‘Of Pure Pressure and Pure Pleasure’

Of Pure Pressure And Pure Pleasure by Ndaba Sibanda The heart and blood of untainted beauty Nature's adrenaline for low blood pressure The sight is the rate that sings songs of wonder Exciting...
Syria

Sundaze: ‘Syria is a far-off place’

Plus Syria in Poetry The Treaty by Katie Williams So you got locked up in the joint for smoking a joint and making a point, well that's just...
epic limerick

Have you ever read an epic limerick before?

Epic limerick: Is not my word as a fire by Derek Geiger Ere the solstice time's portent Of this season's dread intent And the burden on the men To...

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