selected past writing at 42opus


To My Dear and Loving Husband by ANNE BRADSTREET

If ever two were one, then surely we.

If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.

If ever wife was happy in a man,

Compare with me, ye women, if you can.

11 February 2007 | poetry, classic, love poem, rhyme


Clichés After Eden—New & Selected by JEFFREY ALFIER

"Am I my brother's keeper?"

Like the fuel load of bombers,

clichés come squared and balanced…

2 March 2003 | poetry



Panic-lodger, flush in the rafters. I didn't realize

I had been watched so well. The faces

my mother used to make

down at me…

5 June 2007 | poetry


The Things the Play by O. HENRY

Being acquainted with a newspaper reporter who had a couple of free passes, I got to see the performance a few nights ago at one of the popular vaudeville houses.

One of the numbers was a violin solo by a striking-looking man not much past forty, but with very gray thick hair. Not being afflicted with a taste for music, I let the system of noises drift past my ears while I regarded the man.

13 March 2008 | fiction, short story, classic


The Week in Renovation: Friday by CAROLYN GUINZIO

They tell you

that when you think

you can breathe,

you'll bury

what you draw.

28 October 2005 | poetry

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