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Mom Egg Review 18 HOME

Mom Egg Review vol. 18 – HOME Purchase the print issue of MER 18. Purchase the PDF issue (just $5) We proudly announce our 18th annual issue of Mom Egg Review, themed HOME. Back in 2019, in a different…

Book Reviews
Horizon of the Dog Woman by Rebecca Pelky

Review by Barbara Ellen Sorensen The past, present and future are melded tightly in Rebecca Pelky’s debut book of poetry, Horizon of the Dog Woman. These poems sing of a traditional Native American philosophy of life. This philosophy encompasses…

Book Reviews
Ghost Dogs by Dion O’Reilly

Review by Claire Keyes Ghost Dogs is fierce, funny, horrible and yet beautiful in the way O’Reilly’s language transforms the details of a gritty life into striking lyric poems. It’s the tale of a mature woman (one of her…

Book Reviews
Letdown by Sonia Greenfield

Review by Jennifer Martelli In her prose poem #59, Sonia Greenfield asks What is it about a sick boy that renders him gorgeous? . . . . Is it how I can gather all of your heat to me and…

Online Quarterly
MER VOX Quarterly – Winter 2019

MER VOX Quarterly – Winter 2019 December, 2019 Sacred Spaces: A Poetry Folio Curated by Cindy Veach and Jennifer Martelli Featured Poets: Angelique Zobitz Anna V. Q. Ross Mary Buchinger Bodwell Allison Blevins Tina Kelley Adina…

Book Reviews
Latch by Jen Stewart Fueston

Review by Tasslyn Magnusson I have a special place in my heart for “definition poems.” It’s what I call poems that take the idea to lay out the meaning of a word and repurpose that definition for their poem and…

Gallery
Dafne DeJesus – Art

Dafne DeJesus: “Mother’s Helper” Nature provides. Nature can also take everything back in a minute. What we all do to contribute to and take care of our Mother is absolutely essential to our survival as human beings. Before I…

Mother's Day 2019
Laura Foley – Poetry

 Laura Foley Camden, Maine The winter loons find harbor here, as do I, my child’s child walking slowly with me down the street, her tiny hand like an anchor in mine. She bids hello to water, to sunlight on…

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