Contributions by Leonard Gontarek

Love Poem I erase the penciled name on the front page of the book. I can still see the ghost image of the letters, can trace the shape pressed into the paper. Tell me again why you left me. * Homage The last time I read this poem publicly, I was drunk, standing on a …

My poems have become shorter. Nine lines and less. What do I hope to achieve? An initial answer is that in this way they contain only what is essential, they cut to the chase. I think, too, they may appear to be only the endings of poems, or something in the manner of a pitch …