~~~ low tide oyster harvest by pete madzelan poetry riversongby jenny root the commuteby benjamin norris untitled bysimon perchik lovers in a cellar by kevin oberlin state of motion by paul sacksteder apprenticeship by sandy hiortdahl streetlamps as milemarkers by clair bowman fast food by jonathan holland a previous version of this poem was published in twizted tungz magazine a hard day teaching by patrick frank previously published open salon.com blog bending by sherilyn lee how to survive on ketchup and water by danielle hunt with pantyhoseby april salzano angel # 2,473 , n series by sarah brown weitzman ~ jenny root riversong for karinna youre near him in the taverns , the alehouse jugbands that grok the shimmy-jimmy long- haired swing and jive , the banjo and washboard can make you feel hes again alive , those thimble-fingers clack- clacking the rhythm so quick and sure you forget for awhile the life youd planned , babies and other bands , music on the road with bards and troubadours singing and spinning beside you while you dance or play , but youre working , now , work hard and long until it aches , dullness takes away the sharp pain of his absence , grounding you in the life you live with passion and dance , the glass pendant of his ashes a presence youre never without , like the river of music and work , work and dance , as now you know it is the dance that heals even in the undertow .