Welcome to the 25th Volume of poetry from Cider Press Review! In Issue 1, we continue CPR’s tradition of publishing finely crafted poetry, and, fittingly,
I pray to the spilled dust in those ancient libraries where I blinked and squinted as I shed wishes from rows lining my eyelids.
Two nights ago, as I walked at dusk in my front yard by the low brick wall flanked by two Chinese lanterns, my art
Amid semi-tilled garden plots, rectangles of possibility, however mute, hard, weedy and dried out, seeded with stones, spreading across twenty acres of land, there