By Fabrice Poussin Carnival 2020 Mardi-Gras in April extending those days of glee when revelers saunter the avenues seeking another merry melody. Yet they lack the luster of old hiding in shame behind blue fabric they wish they might breathe inhale forgiveness in the shadows. Stumbling in fear of the unseen they stare at their … Continue reading Carnival 2020 and Other Poems
Now That They Are Gone and Other Poems
By Fabrice Poussin Now That They Are Gone It’s not that they died that those tender eyes rot in the dirt after tears were shed to fill their graves. It’s not that they rest amidst concrete stones ice in winter steaming with eerie ghosts in balmy summer nights. It’s not only that we miss their … Continue reading Now That They Are Gone and Other Poems
A Little Piece of Heaven and Other Poems
By Fabrice Poussin A Little Piece of Heaven Late by the dimming spark of an abandoned candle she stumbled upon pieces of other people’s memories buried deep at the foot of her forgotten attic celebrated by shrouds of ancestral dust. Soon she found herself outside of time sitting in her little girl’s summer dress as … Continue reading A Little Piece of Heaven and Other Poems
Alley Cat and Other Poems
By Fabrice Poussin Alley Cat I have heard of those great pachyderms finding their way home in the dark a great resting place for their kind. I saw the little girl cry on the curb Mr. Mumps the kitty was lost once more but this time it was different. They say the domestic feline can … Continue reading Alley Cat and Other Poems
Poems by Fabrice Poussin
Thoughts He described it as a warm day in winter end of times for the abandoned shell upon a beach in the sand of a broken glass. She was resting beneath the waves her eyes seared with a star’s mockery a slow pulse mimicking what remained of her memories. No longer did … Continue reading Poems by Fabrice Poussin
Messing with the Ball
By Fabrice Poussin Neon, like a felt pen, round and fast it flies just to be swatted like a vile bug unwanted. Broken, unable to perfect its spherical soul the laces, like stars, keep it one, against the odds. This one almost died of the angry kick of sharp cleats spotted … Continue reading Messing with the Ball
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By Fabrice Poussin Fabrice Poussin teaches French and English at Shorter University. Author of novels and poetry, his work has appeared in Kestrel, Symposium, The Chimes, and many other magazines. His photography has been published in The Front Porch Review, the San Pedro River Review as well as other publications.
Academy of the Heart And Mind 