Poetry Jubilee We robots mingle amiably, raising our oxidized alloy flags, Read More » F.J. Bergmann May 5, 2016
Poetry A Woman of a Certain Age I do prefer an orphan, whose demise is rarely noted. Read More » F.J. Bergmann December 6, 2011
Poetry House of Shadows look out onto a landscape that could have been formed by a glittering gas, heavier than air, hissing out of the shower head Read More » F.J. Bergmann February 15, 2011