A Poem by Douglas Cole

Lila’s Bar and Grille


Helicopters are crossing the skies

talk of another war

I’m waiting through the storm

in the cool fogbank

among foghorns and seagull cries

in nowheresville

where the old men hunker

over coffee cups

behind café windows

while spiders crawl centuries

from hand to elbow and back again 

lacing another dream

kingdom to catch us all

those sinister little gods



Douglas Cole has published four collections of poetry and a novella. His work appears in anthologies such as Best New Writing, Bully Anthology, and Coming Off The Line as well as journals such as The Chicago Quarterly Review, Chiron, The Galway Review, Red Rock Review, Midwest Quarterly, and Slipstream. He has been nominated twice for a Pushcart and Best of the Net, and has received the Leslie Hunt Memorial Prize in Poetry, judged by T.R. Hummer; the Best of Poetry Award from Clapboard House; First Prize in the “Picture Worth 500 Words” from Tattoo Highway. His website is douglastcole.com.


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