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2 minute haiku: Autumn

The wind so strong it Vaulted not lifted leaves to Heaven or homeward – copyright 2012 Steven Harz
Resignation – a poem by Nikki Giovanni

This is my all-time favorite poem: http://betweenpoems.tumblr.com/post/18957683579/resignation-nikki-giovanni I love you because the Earth turns around the sun because the North wind blows north sometimes because the Pope is Catholic and most Rabbis Jewish because winters flow into springs and the air clears after a storm because only my love for you despite the charms or…
Excerpt from “Working on Mysteries”

His heart rate increased, and the sweat of his palms mixed with the condensation of the beer can that he hurriedly placed on a macramé coaster. When he stood and turned she was directly in front of him. When they inched toward each other first their thighs met, and then just above – causing her…
Excerpt from “Gold”

With leaves of the seventies crunching under boots of today he wanders through his mind considering the blessing of kids, family, friends – and her. Yesterday’s rake joined forces with today’s blower and earbuds replaced singing to himself, and the song that bridged then to now, and despair to hope, rose up as the leaves…
Excerpt from “context”

i might tell you how much I enjoy being with you as if you couldn’t tell (i am that transparent) but it would be without true meaning i should let you know how each of your kisses paralyze me for a beautiful brief instant (which is why I have to pull away and reset) but…
Excerpt from, “A dent and the other half of a smile”

(This story, in its entirety, is contained in my book of poetry and short fiction titled, “Songs you can’t dance to” – available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble by searching ‘steven harz’) — He doesn’t recall how they’d actually met – Sunday school or second grade or summers at the swim club – all he remembered…
Excerpt from “swaying to the music”

hearts full and on the verge of tears they listened as the song came to its close. this was all very new and very good and like nothing he had known before and has experienced rarely since. this night no longer seems like yesterday – too much time has passed and the years have faded…
Excerpt from “September 13”

Soon the aroma of cheese and sauce overtakes that of flowers and trees, and since he has no open table on which to put his plate he reclaims the spot on the couch and eats all of his meal while watching half of a bowl game. Once again he’s intrigued (April 29) by the gifts,…
Excerpt from “She’s as sweet as”

Startled at first he reached his arms around her back and slowly gathered her in. The weight of her sweater, layered over the requisite white turtleneck, is something he can remember today if he closes his eyes and lets himself drift. Palm against the small of her back, his fingers were outstretched and his left…
Excerpt from ‘Forever’

She was happy, no, overjoyed that her brother and the one person in the world she loved more than anything – other than her own kids – had found love after a bad marriage and many years of emotional turmoil for which no dosage of pharmaceuticals could fix. Spousal infidelity and three year olds in…
Excerpt from ‘bryant park 4/10/09’

officers with rifles circle the park now as a reminder of then and as a siren goes the opposite way up 6th and I see you crossing 42nd and our eye contact is crucial because it’s lifting me above the seven year malaise that started on the eleventh and ended today. above the park and…
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Steven Harz is a Connecticut based, West Virginia born, and Maryland raised writer – primarily of flash fiction. Topics seem to gravitate towards young love from a middle-aged point of view and the joy and pain of searching for, securing, and maintaining adult relationships. A father of two boys (12 and 15), he is kept busy as…