I am 23 years old and just graduated from UIUC and Columbia College in Chicago with a B.A. in creative writing/English. Originally, I’m from Evanston, IL. I am currently trying to finish my second book of poetry-the first should be out by the first week of November and it’s called, “The Liquid In Love,” published […]
Category Archives: Poetry
J. Kevin Wolfe, Poems from a Prolific friend of the Monkey
J. Kevin Wolfe told the monkey, “I always had that problem of looking out the window. I was kicked out of Algebra II in the 10th grade for it. A few decades later, my cube has a view of a pine that gets irritated at the lightest of breezes. There are passionate sunsets in the […]
Kevin Burke Drops by with an Old Song
The Monkey’s old school pal. Singing a song of love forgone… Oh the memory of it is all as pertinent today as yesterday so many years ago. Implode my brother. Do not let love die gently – Dig! In Impassioned Song Implode It is a warm dark place of black water where I am. Somersaults […]
Sheryl Hannah at the Lounge
Sheryl Hannah Is married with two teenage daughters, She has been working for the local Los Angeles County government for twenty-three years, and She just started writing poetry in the Spring of 1995. Sheryl Says, “I enjoy writing poems so much! I don’t want to write anything but poems. I don’t know why I was […]
Erin Gray Returns to the Lounge
I am a 2nd year philosophy major at Idaho state university, I have a ten month old girl who is growing at breakneck speeds and my most selfish pleasure is black coffee and camel cigarettes at three in the morning in a coffee shop with one or two good friends. Included here is a recent […]
Steven D. Larson
Steve says to the Monkey, “I’ve never submitted my poetry to anyone. It might be horrible. Anyway, here it goes. Deeper Than My Thoughts Passion for truth, passion for achievement Thus I am taken from where I am needed Sometimes there is pain deeper than myself With the knowledge of this great loss A knight […]
Devin McCarthy
Devin Patrick McCarthy was 18 years old (at the time of this poem’s submission) and had lived in Oregon all of his life. Devin says, “I have traveled into Canada and Mexico and hope to attend the imfamous “Jack Kerouac School of Disenbodied Poetics” in Denver in the upcoming year. If there is one thing […]
Paul Luikart
The Nature of Things The Rainstorm, The Wind, The Volcano, She howled. And the salt rivers flowed away from their blue-green beginnings slowly, ever so slowly, hesitating, and gradually, glistening, gainingwithconfidence carved a crooked channel and dripped dripped dripped onto a stark concrete mouth. And the howling wind whipped a straggly cat o’ ninetails her […]
Janet I. Buck
Artichokes All the years of pressure cookers rocking on the stove. My belly full of finding ways to dance around your piercing eyes that rested like a robin’s eggs on fences leaning in the dawn. Moments split like stale nuts your daughters always gathered up and tried so very hard to save. The cookie dough […]
Linda Grosvenor
Enclosed please find a poem that I am submitting…what i’d like to say about poetry is…”words itself have spoken this world into existence” my poem: Fallen you know the words to my favorite song we talk til 3am on a humid night in june they say i’ve fallen but i don’t know it’s more like […]