March 9, 2019
last year I published a poem in Chiron, a wonderful print magazine. it is the story of my grandfather and his immigration to the US
Because of Papa Nicole my entire family were able to become Italian citizens
Terrone
for my grandpa Papa Nicola and all immigrants
Papa Nicola fled Montagan...
September 1, 2018
I am so happy to announce that my poetry book
The Dark Inside My Hooded Coat is in prepublication
Mare Leonard’s chapbook ( a group of 18 poems) takes reader on a journey from past to present, invites us into a conversation between generations, and is an exploration of what a poet doesn’t know but feels about family and how she came to be who she is. Places matter: beginning, in early 20th century, in the Sout...
August 12, 2018
It's about the immigrant expereince
December 18, 2017
Originally published on The New Verse News
You can't catch me, I'm the Gingerbread Man. I can grab your pussy, stick out my tongue, spit, sputter like geysers from below.
Into what hell of fake news, ruse of tax cuts, mountains of lies, the lawyer in the room guise stirs the cauldron today? Don't lean on hopes of Flynt. He scratched a rock, lit a light of immunity for morality or him? Like a geyser, he may sp...
December 1, 2017
I am writing some ekphrastic poems today one from the Erotica exhibit at thePicasso museum in Paris and another
around a very different Monet work, the Japanese Bridge, I believe is the title.
But I am excited to try this assignment from The Poetry Barn--a great site by the way.
poetry exercise color
Pick a color, any color. Make a list of everything you see during your day that had that color in it on it ar...
November 5, 2017
The North Atlantic in Iceland. The Black Sand Beach. Stunning.
September 10, 2017
a poem by Mare Leonard
How do I tell you, Life,
I am tired of your stealing
my dreams, hopes, desires
as if they are loot you can haul away
and present to some other. Who the hell
is paying you anyway? You can’t fool
me. I know the patch over your eye,
The doo rag, the parrot that recites
Submit, submit…all lame tricks
Your ship may sail in open seas,
above the law, but what if
I sneak aboard. I can do that.
Y...
August 5, 2017
Tourane Poetry Press proudly announces the fifth anniversary of Perfume River Poetry Review. For this milestone, we’ve released a double issue celebrating Vietnam, her homeland, her heritage, her heroic people.
Copies Available:
Free pdf of Issue 5.1: Perfume River Poetry Review_Issue 5.1
Free pdf of Issue 5.2: Perfume River Poetry Review_Issue 5.2
Hard copies are available for $15. For a copy of “Vietnam Fore...
June 15, 2017
Many of these poems were written after I was on a archeological dig in Israel in 2001. The word "flint" means the leftovers. The poems in this collection are not all about the dig, they may be the leftovers from my experiences and impressions of people, family and and journey.
Download your free copy, click the image below or go here: http://www.2river.org/chapbooks/leonard/default.html