November 9-15, 2020: Poetry from Russel Winick and Randi Israelow

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Russel Winick

Mr. Winick recently began writing poetry at nearly age 65, after concluding a long career as an attorney. His poems have been published or selected by The Society of Classical Poets; Blue Unicorn; Westward Quarterly; The Road Not Taken; Sparks of Calliope; Rat’s Ass Review; Snakeskin; Lighten Up Online; Auroras & Blossoms; and Verse-Virtual.

The following work is Copyright © 2020, and owned by Russel Winick and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

Spaghetti Sauce

I’m crazy ‘bout spaghetti sauce
It’s better than dessert.
I love it on most anything,
Except of course my shirt.

Randi Israelow

Inspired by local poets and by host Ron Dvorkin at his monthly poetry reading at Barnes and Noble in Encino, California, Randi Israelow began participating as an active poet in the Los Angeles area in December 2008. Since then, Randi has also been thrilled to share her work at the Cornelia Street Cafe in New York City and as a featured poet at Beyond Baroque Literary Arts Center, The Cobalt Cafe, Expressions LA Poetry Reading, Lit Crawl Los Angeles, the Second Sunday Poetry Series, Unbuckled NoHo Poetry, and at the reading where it all began for her, the Last Saturday of the Month Open Mic. She is the author of the poetry collection “Little Movies.” Randi continues to be inspired today.

The following work is Copyright © 2020, and owned by Randi Israelow and may not be distributed or reprinted in any form whatsoever without written permission from the author.

College Ex-Boyfriend

After we broke up
and you started dating your next girlfriend
and you soon discovered
that she
had been assaulted on campus
a year before you met her,
you held a rally
at the Dean’s Office
protesting that
the school had done
nothing about the assault.

But for me,
also assaulted,
you wouldn’t even buy a condom.