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TDR DAILY FICTION ESSAY POETRY INTERVIEW REVIEW

The Supermarket Down the Road

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Tim Suermondt Walking there, my wife and Italk about writing, the intelligenceof dogs, riding the Orient Expressand what we’ll do for the season, maintaining our original focus onthe chicken we’ll bring back to frySouthern style and every ingredientinvolved in the tasty project, those thighs, […]

Across the Ocean

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Susan J. Wurtzburg Objects associated with my mother: hair pins,            dish gloves, a pink flamingo.The plush bird, a humorous birthday gift            from her crazy daughter.Hawaii-visit detritus placed in orderly rows,            top drawer of the dresser. Handles pulled, a glimpse inside, amusing            reminders of her […]

The Colombian in Boston

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by M. Cornell I could feel the sidewalk through mywhite canvas sneakers, as I pacedin front of the B Green Line station.The train was going to stop running soon.I was tornby visceral feeling and rational thought.                  He was surprised I waited so long                  to meet […]

Pantoum of the Pandemic

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Patrick Dunn We stayed inside and scribbled down our thoughtsin lines of verse as strident as politics, as cruelas children sensing a weakness in their prey.That was how we passed the time: mostly alone. In lines of verse, as strident as politics, and cruel,We […]

Some be bitter, Some be sweet

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Maryann Lawrence (she says)Ah, but love you’ve forgotten the cool nights on the hot streetswhen Nightingale Rose kept us rapt with her cooing,and Bella Jo drivin’ us all to pieces with her red satinswishing on the dance floor ’til there wasn’t room for no […]

the believers

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Raymond P. Hammond for those believers who believe their belief trumps truth it seeped deep into their bones:unadulterated capitalismfilled the bone marrow chasmsand bled hatred and disgustand disdain until it oozedout for everyone to seechristians, patriots, fascistsall were all consumed by thisthing called capitalismwhich, […]

Crave

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Mateo Perez Lara When it was easier to hide in the haze of my youthNot yet accepting of the bright hot sunon my back in retreat of lesser gods, menevoking rituals on the soft body, revivinglittle ceremonies of distrust, I knewhiding was verb and […]

A Peach Tree

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Orey Wilson Dayne It rises like a shark finfrom the coughing soilin my lost backyard. I look around, over each shoulder.No neighbors to peer through windows.Dry grass scratching beneath my shoes. Just a stump now, the rest had been cut away.Clean bites of a […]

But She Did So Well in School

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Nancy White girls sit down                           between the restwe look first                           one way thenthe other did                           you raise yourhand did you                           lose your placedid you do                           good then didthis silence                           this face gosilent upon                           a subject silent Nancy White is the author of three poetry […]

this film is not being shown

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Eve Chilali I feel a filmnot washed off after all these showersa filth, a bruise I don’t want anyone to seea consciousness of beingnot enoughsmart pretty toughnot enough What do you want, I don’t hit you, do I?fists up, baby on the seat Cowering […]

The Distant Leftover

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Marjorie Levine You with your constant smell of indifferenceAnd I so hungry for even a sweet side glance. But it was not to happen.Maybe it was fate on the snowy evening I sailedAway from you:The last night I entered that ferryThe same ferry that […]

The Sunflower that Ate the World

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Brett Thompson My children, I never taught you to destroy; my yearnings are of love.  So what is it to be confronted, to embrace such a deep canary? What is it when you pick yourself apart for a promise, petal by terrible petal?  My […]

On Being a Man

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by F. Cade Swanson “You’re a pretty big wheel, ain’t you?”my grandfather asks.Words tossed my wayfrom a green armchairin the dark corner of the front roomof his Appalachian home. It’s like an impromptu game of catch,his words propelled with disdain(bewilderment?)at the soft boy standing in […]

Eunice, NM

Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Emerson Kurdi Eunice, MN deposits her seeds each fallamong barren fields, eagerthe sticky cotton coating and crude oilwill fertilize her children better than thebeer and liquid meth mixture she’sbeen manufacturing for years. This May on graduation day,goddammit, the crop is greasyrooted, shriveled – again.So, […]

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That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

F. Scott Fitzgerald